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absynthe—minded:

absynthe—minded:

Libre Soy
translated by absynthe—minded

The snow paints the mountain today
There aren’t any tracks to follow
Solitude is a kingdom, and its queen lives in me
The wind roars and there’s a storm inside me
A storm that escaped

They mustn’t see what’s within you
You must always be a good girl
You must not open your heart
Well, I opened it

I’m free, I’m free
I can’t hide it anymore
I’m free, I’m free
Freedom without returning to before
What else could I be given? It doesn’t matter to me
There will be a great storm
But the cold is also a part of me

Looking into the distance
How small everything is
And the fears that bound me?
I see them so far from me

I’m going to test what I can do
Without limitations, I proceed
Neither good nor bad will I obey

I’m free, I’m free
The wind will embrace me
I’m free, I’m free
They won’t see me cry
Firmly I stand here
A great storm comes

In wind and land my power blossoms
My soul will break in frozen fragments
New ideas now crystallize
I’ll never go back
I’m not keeping anything from before

I’m free, I’m free
I’ll rise as if awakening
I’m free, I’m free
I was the ideal girl
I stand here in the sunlight
A great storm comes
But the cold is also a part of me

(via walrus-queen)