It is as if everything else has slept...
Many of memories forgotten and lost,
The mates that were,
The things done long and not long before
This freedom restored.
The moon and I,
There's none less free than who.
Stars are just stars and the moon, a moon.
For deeds cannot dream what dreams can do...
Fierce was the flame while it lasted,
Heart of my heart,
Pain of my pain,
Have I offered thee ..
Goddess of freedom
Aphrodite, restore...
Goddess of freedom and life-loving,
As the daisies run on the dunes to sea
Shall over the world my soul go free.
And over the world to sing and roam,
To dance and eat,
Make glad my feet,
To be carefree and run as the winds do, soft and fleet.
With this freedom, restore
Life to the limbs of me...
Cast me to the core.
Goddess of freedom,
Now I know how good it is to be forgotten and forget.
To forget the friendships, the hardships and all the people you wish you never met...
In these moments,
To think of life is sweet.
The shackles fall and drop about one's feet.
Now it seems the world and life are all complete...
As I stand at the grave of everything lost, dreaming of what I will do.
Now that I am free,
Goddess of freedom,
Cast me to the core.