Translation: Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron soundtrack. Run Free.
Translation: Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron soundtrack. Bryan Adams---run Free.
: (Instrumental)
(Instrumental)
Yea For Zane, my future Hook: Man I feel like a runaway slave Can?t calm down Never gon behave My back to the wind My spirit in the sky I?m never giving
I'm gonna show you that I got the spirit It's a brand new day And I'm feelin' good And I'm feelin' good So drama free (so drama free) I'm all about
just can't stop When my spark gets hot You'll rescue me Let my spirit run free You'll rescue me Let my spirit run free
down, back and forth You're on a wild pony ride Pony run, run out the door A free spirit, you hear it Even the sun won't bring you down Pony run, run
and swell Granma's hands used to lift her free and tell her a??Baby Granma understands That you really loved that man Put yourself in the Spirits' handsa
wrath, the path you take Can lead to the math that the masters break The clash of the titans, are you frightened of loss? Fighting with the cause to free
Suddenly a new burst of energy has occurred Time to show these free world leaders I'm three in the third I am no longer scared now, I'm free as a bird
have nothing to lose woman come here to me If it is lust and desire you choose I'll set your spirit free [Chorus] Live in the moment passions run
the doors, of the black Hebrews Nowadays the same people on subway trains sellin? street news A ghetto movie, with no sequels But I still show you previews That will free
I want to be as free as the spirits of those who left I'm talking Malcom, Coltrane, my man Yusef Through death through conception New breath and resurrection
my man Rob-n-O The Jamaica aspect, come now I'm a soldier, I'm a soldier I'm gonna chase up Gaddafi and run down Botha Botha betta run him betta start
boy Now how da hell you get a playa So electrified Is that a dance you do Or an exercise Baby take me to a place Where my spirits run free Dance like
't no justice Fuck the police and all the courts same way they fucked us And why the hell am I locked in jail They let them white boys free We be shocked
gun He met a girl like none he'd ever known She cared not for the wild oats he had sewn And, so, he laid his gun down and set his spirit free Began
