Behind bars
Because of a few words
He though so loudly
Outside, outside it's hot
Thousands of birds
Fly effortlessly
In what kind of country
Does might make right
As soon as the night comes ?
Diego, free in his mind
Behind his window
Could be falling asleep
While I'm dancing my life away,
Singing and laughing
Yet thinking about him
Diego, free in his mind,
Behind his window
Could be dead, already