Crazy horses are running through fields, in the pale shadows of the pine three´s.

Were will they go? Were do they belong? They are free, free as the eagle in the sky, Free as the bear besides the river.

Free as you and me wants to be. Let´s run beside them, lets us free ourselves from the daily burden.

Let´s fly high in the sky like the birds. Lets roar as the river, let´s love as humanity.