My freedom, I kept you for a long time, like a rare pearl. My freedom, it was you who helped me to leave the bitter ones. We went anywhere, we went to the end of the roads of fortune. We picked a rose in front of us, on a moonbeam, while dreaming. My freedom, in front of your will, my life was submissive. My freedom, I had lent you everything, my last shirt. And how much I suffered to be able to satisfy all your demands. I changed countries, I lost my friends to gain your trust. My freedom, you knew how to disarm my humble habits. My freedom, you who made me love even loneliness. You who made me smile when I saw a beautiful adventure ending. You who protected me when I was going to hide to heal my wounds. My freedom, yet I left you one night in December. I deserted the paths apart, you followed us together. When, without being wary of me, my feet and hair tied, I let myself go. And I betrayed you for a prison of love and its beautiful jewel. And I betrayed you for a prison of love and its beautiful jewel.