The thoughts are free, who can ever guess them?
They just fly by like nocturnal shadows.
No Man can know them, no Hunter can shoot them,
with powder and lead: thoughts are free!

I think what I want, an what gives me joy,
but always discretely, and as it is suitable.
My wish and desire, no one can deny me
and so it will always be: thoughts are free!

And if I am thrown into the darkest dungeon,
all this would be effortless work,
because my thoughts tear all gates
and walls apart. Thoughts are free!

So I will renounce my sorrows forever,
and never again feel guilty for my will.
In one's heart, one can always laugh and joke
and think at the same time: thoughts are free!

As I wander the plains afar

From my home ever so distant now

I know forever

Thoughts are free