You´ don´t already hold a paddle, Have shackles on your wristle A whip doesn´t pull your skin, A drum doesn´t rumble in your head They say your aren´t goods, They say you gain the freedom After thousand years you left the slave boat. But it was only a dream you dreamed The nice dream about freedom, It disappears in the down Again selected couple ones lead your life Wisp changed on pens boats changed into factories Instead of drums clocks tick instead of bite empty words From these selected – „They don´t feed you“. It was only a dream, dream about freedom But you stayed the slave, the slave in this time The whip shot above your head And it fall down on your back Boats float in the drum rhythms Souls leave bodies Passage never ends Drum keeps rumbling. Hopeless wins in your mind You went back thousand years Only boats aren´t wooden And whips not so long. It was only a dream, The dream about freedom, But you stayed a slave, The slave in this time.