The Birds They Put In Cages

Will the birds they put in cages, ever ride upon the wind
Will the children life outrages, ever learn to love again
I lived my life like a swallow; I arrived here in the springtime
All the little streets I'd follow, all the gypsy songs were mine
Where's my friend who rings the church bells
Where are you my Quasimodo
They will hang me as the light swells, you can break these bars I know.

Esmeralda have you left me? Do you hide yourself away
I have counted every hour; I have missed you every day
Have you left upon a journey, with your handsome shining soldier
With no marriage taking love free, like the gypsy girl you are
Have you died out in the small streets, with no prayer to get to heaven
There's a priest who counts your heartbeat, if he comes near you must run.

You remember at the street fair
When they hurt me on the great wheel
When you begged I gave you water
At your feet I had to kneel.

On that day our friendship started, it will last as long as we live
Once together never parted, all we'll have to give we'll give.

Will the birds they put in cages
ever ride upon the wind
Will the children life outrages
ever learn to love again?