Bohemian

My illusion from there

Lost between yesterday and the future

I came from where I don't know

Dragging the tail of my past with pride

My life is miserable and I don't care

For me the hand of time bends

To fill my soul with dreams

Days come to me one after the other

To enjoy what fate has given me

Rich in my generosity despite need

The artist's blood runs in my veins

My soul is the secret of my heart

My youth attacks me

My gray hair is from me and to me

The stars of the sky have equals

Free and my imagination has talents

I play, I tire, and I migrate

The land of my world does not contain me

My pursuit in it is a journey

Long as a linden tree

I have myself as a statue of my freedom

I am a prince who does not need an emirate

Because I wander in the world of excitement

I am the hopes that dwell in the depths of my mind

Time does not judge me

And I do not regret what has passed

My love has lasted a wasted life

Between my heart and the core of my mind

Faith in souls before faces

Oh my fate Grant me my lost freedom

For I walk in the troubled kingdom of the free