Ser libre - Alan Menken, Disney

Lucky bird inside a gilded cage

Golden words spoke by an ancient sage

Everything you may have in life

Still, all you hold is dust

Must I yearn forever to be free?

Free to climb a tree and ponder

Free to wander

There’s no desire I hold fonder

Than to be, simply me, to be free

How ungrateful is this lucky bird

Spurning privlege for one simple word

Freedom to stretch these golden wings

Freedom to touch the sky

Why one would ask would she want to be

Free to throw away a treasure

Born with pleasure

I’d sacrifice riches beyond measure

Just a girl,

With a boy

What a perfect fantasy

To find love, to feel joy

To be really free