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A gypsy sings
Of birds with broken wings
And painted wheels
That never roll
Who hears the sighs?
Who stole his 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 truth or lies
Who hears the soldier cry?
He was the 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?

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