You as you stand there
Are not just of this moment
You live together with the joys
and sorrows you have experienced till today

There’s no need for you to say out loud the things you hold most dear
This sky, the sound of leaves in the breeze - the world already knows everything

Isn’t ‘Freedom’ sad?
You’ve [bad word] an adult
Isn’t ‘Freedom’ sad?
Just a little

I have something I want to tell you, more than 100 words
I believe it will reach you, more than 100 words

Though I thought you were always
Close enough that I could wipe away your tears
I didn’t notice anything
Neither your pain nor your trembling

Like small flames, the [bad word] important things we will never lose hope in
So the wind does not vanish we raise our hands up high

Isn’t ‘Freedom’ sad?
You’re all alone now, aren’t you
Isn’t ‘Freedom’ sad?
Until the end

I have something to tell you, more than 100 words
I think only of you, more than 100 words

Isn’t ‘Freedom’ sad?
You’ve [bad word] an adult, haven’t you
Isn’t ‘Freedom’ sad?
Just a little

Isn’t ‘Freedom’ sad?
You’re all alone now, aren’t you
Isn’t ‘Freedom’ sad?
Until the end

Isn’t ‘Freedom’ sad? [bad word] alone, aren’t you
Isn’t ‘Freedom’ sad?
Until the end

You as you appear before me
You are not just of this moment, the now
You live together with the many joys
and sorrows you met along the way