I am the free people who are not afraid I am the secrets that never die I am the voice of those who do not give in I am a meaning in the chaos I am the right of the oppressed That is sold by these dogs Who rob the people of their daily bread And slam the doors in the face of ideas I am the free people who are not afraid I am the secrets that never die I am the voice of those who do not give in I am free and my word is free I am free and my word is free Do not forget the price of bread And do not forget the cause of our misery And do not forget who betrayed us in our time of need I am the free people who are not afraid I am the secrets that never die I am the voice of those who do not give in I am the secret of the red rose For the those who loved its colour for years And buried its essence one day And went out like a fire Calling those who are free I'm a star shining in the darkness I am a thorn in the throat of the oppressor I am a wind touched by a fire I am the voice of those who are not forgotten I am the soul of those who have not died I make Clay from steel And I build with it a new love That will become birds And become homes And become wind and rain I am all the free people of the world put together I'm like a bullet I am all the free people of the world put together I'm like a bullet