Out there, Far from the noise and the smoke of the cities, Far from the quarreling of the people, Out there, Where the sun, the wind and wild weather reign, I'm FREE! Watching the rising sun paint the land in the most beautiful colours, Gazing as eternal stars peacefully glow, I'm CONTENT. Yet, There's a quiet longing, To be remembered when blokes raise their glass and women dreamily close their eyes. I guess I'm human after all.