A gypsy sings, of birds with broken wings

And painted wheels that never roll

Who hears the sighs? Who stole this paradise?

Who took the fire from his soul?



And where are the roads to freedom?

Where is the life his father knew?

Where is the love, where is the joy

And tell me, where are the roads to freedom?



Now truthful life, who hears the soldier cry?

He was a hero of the war

But no one comes near, he sheds a lonely tear

And wonders what it all was for



And where are the roads to freedom?

Where is the life his father knew?

Where is the love, where is the joy

And tell me, where are the roads to freedom?



And where are the roads to freedom?

Where is the life his father knew?

Where is the love, where is the joy

And tell me, where are the roads to freedom?

Writer : JAMES DEWAR ROBIN TROWER
Copyright : Lyrics © CHRYSALIS MUSIC GROUP INC