Freewind Rider - Running Wild

The howling wildwind blows, eternal freedom calls

Its soul is running free from care

Its spirit’s wild and free flowing in the wind

The taste of freedom’s in the air

The hooves are pounding fast, kicking up the dust

Horse breath is panting really hard

The black hors rears up, its mane is flying high

Braveness and truth is in its heart

Call of the wind, soul’s running free

Call of the heart, desire to flee

Freewind rider, its mane is waving in the wind

Freewind rider, no chains could hold it down again

Yes, it comes alive, riding the badlands without end

Freewind rider, its soul is flowing in the wind

Freedom and solitude are flowing through its heart

To free its soul from binding chains

The stallion’s running fast right into the sun

The blood is pumping in its veins

Call of the wind, soul’s running free

Call of the heart, desire to flee

Freewind rider, its mane is waving in the wind

Freewind rider, no chains could hold it down again

Yes, it comes alive, riding the badlands without end

Freewind rider, its soul is flowing in the wind

Mother earth and father wind

Its spirit’s running free

If chains would hold it, it would die

Where ever it may be

The howling wildwind blows, eternal freedom calls

Its soul is running free from care

Its spirit’s wild and free flowing in the wind

The taste of freedom’s in the air

Call of the wind, soul’s running free

Call of the heart, desire to flee

Freewind rider, its mane is waving in the wind

Freewind rider, no chains could hold it down again

Yes, it comes alive, riding the badlands without end

Freewind rider, its soul is flowing in the wind