Free (Libre)

Song by:
Nino Bravo
Testimony by:
anónimo
Experience in:

While waiting in the grandstands to be interrogated for the first, second or more times, we would sing "Free" to those who were being lined up to be released. "Free" was a catharsis, a mixture of joy for those who were going and hope for those of us left behind. Unfortunately, the dictatorship and its civil and military henchmen employed the song for their own propaganda.


Published on: 13 January 2015


He’s almost twenty and already
tired of dreaming,
but behind the cement is his home,
his world, his city.
He thinks the fence is only
a piece of metal,
something that can never stop
his desire to fly.

Free,
like the sun at dawn,
I am as free as the sea
Like the bird that escaped from its cage
and can at last fly.
Like the wind that embraces my cry
and my grief,
an endless path
in search of the truth
and finally I shall know what freedom is.

Crowned by his love he strode off
singing a song,
He strode so happily that he heard
the voice that called him,
and lying on the ground he remained
smiling and speechless,
on his chest crimson flowers,
blossomed incessantly.

Free,
like the sun at dawn,
I am as free as the sea
Like the bird that escaped from its cage
and can at last fly.
Like the wind that embraces my cry
and my grief,
an endless path
in search of the truth
and finally I shall know what freedom is.