As if the sky was breaking apart
Amidst endless hardships and tests
The world was not
As we wanted it to be
As we thought it would be
However
We held hands again
The six of us together all on both feet
So no one would fall
We got ready to run once again
Young Wild and Free
In the end the world is made up of our stories
Everyone says because we are young
The struggles we suffered Will turn into blood and flesh
(TN: you will gain the fruits of your labour)
The autumn wind that tried to bury us in oblivion
Leave, return to the sky
Now, harshly, like crazy
We’re still alive
Now come on, follow me
We are Young Wild and Free
Answer me
Who dares to represent us in this world?
AHH WOO
We made it back
We’ll tell everything as it is, ALWAYS in our own way
This is the monologue of youth
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
trans cr; tima @ baptrans
