Doesn't matter how hard we try,
the horses will always cry.
For freedom we dont let them have,
they will never laugh.
Horses cry,
no mather what you try.
Freedom is all they need,
as you should read.
Time passes by,
and still the horses cry.
For we maid them wheep,
They cry forever untill they sleep.
No mather what we say,
the horses will have forever their own way.
Everyone is blind for their tears,
no sees their fears.
In the night,
they are released form fright.
They can dream,
of being free.
Tears will forever fall,
cause for we, who didn't answer their call.
Still they scream,
they won't be released, unless they dream.
Let them go into empty plains,
let freedom run into their fains.
Death will come to free them all,
they will fall...
All that was lost,
will be in their hearts once again...