He left yesterday,
he took his luggage and went out to navigate,
a shirt, a pair of jeans,
and a song,
where is he going,
where is he going,
he said goodbye,
and decided to fight with the sea,
and travel the world on his sailboat,
and navigate, nai, na, na, navigate,
and he left,
and he called his sailboat Freedom,
and he found seagulls in the sky,
and painted trails on the sea,
and he left,
and he called his sailboat Freedom,
and he found seagulls in the sky,
and painted trails on the sea,
his heart,
was looking for a different way of living,
but the waves shouted at him: get away!
with everybody else, with everybody else,
and he fell asleep,
and the night shouted at him: where are you going?
and he drew seagulls in his dreams,
and he thought to himself: I have to return today,
and he returned,
and a voice asked him: how are you doing?
and looking at it he found,
eyes, nai, na, na, blue like the sea,
and he left,
and he named his sailboat Freedom,
and he found seagulls in the sky,
and painted trails on the sea,
and he left,
and he named his sailboat Freedom,
and he found seagulls in the sky,
and painted trails on the sea.