Me Gusta La Palabra Libertad

I'd rather be a wanderer than a path
Be free than be a slave
Be a kiss than a dagger
I prefer a field of wet grass
To a battlefield
That smells of loneliness

I prefer the sunlight
To the darkness of a gaze
I prefer a white laugh
To the pain

I'd rather be a dreamer
Than a dream killer
I prefer to fly than to be a hunter

I prefer a white flight of doves
Shadow and light
Earth and sea
I like the word Freedom

I'd rather be fearful than feared
Be rain than be drought
Be countryside than city

I'd rather be a clear moonlit night
Than the dark night
That kills anxiety