I know you're young but I'll try to explain
Where on the street you couldn't talk
That couldn't be sung on the radio
Prisons were the punishment
Of a country that was wounded
Not knowing it couldn't take it anymore
That one day you'll also tell
That one day you'll also tell
Tired of the dictatorship
The army decided to advance
That rolled out to attack
Only had lots of love to fire
And then another war broke out
Around the middle of spring
Only with flowers so nobody would get hurt
That one day you'll also tell
This is the story of a people
Who fought without bleeding
And the harsh dictatorship
Fell at once with nobody to hold it up
And the people who went about sad
Then shouted with hand raised
We're free nobody can stop us
And the party hit the street
Went on until the moon
Could celebrate with the people
That one day you'll also tell
This is the story of a people
Who fought without bleeding
That one day you'll also tell
This is the story of a people
And if someday somebody asks you
How life was in that time and place
You can say it was like having wings and not being able to fly
You can say it was like having wings and not being able to fly