JANEnIt's seven o' clock in the morningnI lift my eyes to autumn skiesnI look out through the graveyardnA silhouetted swallow filesnHe flies to distant countriesnI lose him just behind a cloudnI yearn to be that swallownAnd go where I am not allowed nOver mountains, over oceansnHeaven take me awaynFor I long for my libertynFor sweet liberty I pray nIt's nine o' clock in the morningnI teach what's been instilled in menBut is this all we're meant fornCondemned to mere tranquility? nWell, women feel as men donWe must engage out minds and soulsnLet us, like our brothersnLet our worth define our roles nBreaking custom and conventionnLet tradition give waynFor we all need our libertynFor sweet liberty we pray nAnd I wake from my bednWith the urge to departnAnd to follow the dreams of my heartnIt's twelve o' clock in the pitch black nightnI can't contain my wanderlustnI seek a new adventurenI search the skies because I must nI hunger for new facesnTo find a better destinynAnd fly among the swallowsnFar beyond the troubled sea nOver mountains, over oceansnHeaven take me awaynFor I love for my libertynFor sweet liberty I pray n'Cross the riversnPast the highlandsnWith God's wind in my hairnI look out over boundless skies nnJANEnMy spirits riseAnd carry menBeyond my pastnWhere I will findnSweet libertynMy libertyAt last nnENSEMBLEnMy spirits risenAnd carry menHeaven let my freedomnCarry menWhere I will findnLibertynAt lastn