I wonder why when you live waiting
one day passes slowly as if it were a year
I wonder why I wasn't born in 1950
I would have known what to do in the 70s
I wonder if you are mine or pretend
And if in the end being honest counts
I wonder if the story was written by heroes
Or by someone who only thought about his own business
I wonder because my face disgusts me
Sometimes yes and sometimes no
Because sometimes I only want to have what I don't have
I just ask myself why
Jesus Christ died on the cross for me
I want to feel free from this wave
Free from the belief that the earth is round
Free free really not to act tough
Free free from the fear of the future
Free because everyone is free to go
Free from a story that ended badly
And as a free man to start again
Because freedom is as sacred as bread
It is as sacred as bread< br/>I wonder why thinking too much upsets me
And if my father smoked weed at least once
I wonder if I will have a son
And if my son will hate me
Because unfortunately we hate ourselves
Who gives us too much love
I wonder if mine is a happy life
And I can only answer that I like it
I want to feel free from this wave
Free from the belief that the earth is round
Free, truly free, not to act tough
Free, free from the fear of the future
Free because everyone is free to go
Free from a story that ended badly
And start again as a free man
Because freedom is as sacred as bread
It is as sacred as bread
Free because everyone is free to go
Free from a story that ended badly
And as a free man to start again
Because freedom is as sacred as bread
It is as sacred as bread