Wings of Freedom

Crisp guitar, gentle synth pulse, drums in a steady bloom

Airy pads floating soft, setting the scene in a room

I’m the bird that soars so high, in the endless open sky

Leading with my wings that fly, through the clouds I glide by

Whispering to the wind, "Who flies is truly free"

Through the mountains, down the streams, alive in harmony

Swirling keys and harmonies, echoing the call,

Fading all the boundaries, breaking every wall,

Voices of the gods, guide my melody,

In this symphony of life, I find my destiny

Fly, fly, let your spirit soar,

Across the valleys, open and pure,

Freiheit in your heart, uncontained,

A vibrant song, forever named

Fly, fly, with the wind as your guide,

Through the mountains, far and wide,

A symphony alive, in the sky,

Feel the energy, let it fly

Rising higher, unconfined,

Echoes of the divine,

Soul unbound, free to shine,

In this melody, we align

Ich bin der Vogel, der fliegt, der fliegt,

Glaub an die Kraft, die uns lebt,

Through every hill, through every rift,

Wir singen, frei, das ewige Lied.