No! That golden cage doesn't fascinate me,
But the heavenly taste of freedom keeps me moving
The scorching rays of sun might subside my view but my hopes;
I will move ahead, I will taste that heavenly freedom until death tears us apart
Above the clouds I will fly and won't stop until I have had enough, until I satisfy the deepest desires of my cores
I will be rebellious to take what rightfully belongs to me
I will be as free as that bird.... And I will keep trying till my last breath
"The heavenly taste of freedom keeps me going"
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