She told the story. I listened with my eyes closed. So sad but so true. She whispered softly. I asked her why she did so. She knew that I knew. She was a skater. The ice was her second home. The country's finest. Everyone could see. She had a plan. To break across the border. Instead of waiting for. The powers that be. Cry freedom sweet freedom. Tell the whole world. To get ready. Cry freedom sweet freedom. Tell the whole world. That we're ready. She said goodnight. But just as I was leaving. A black car came into view. And waiting there. They could hear me breathing. They knew that I knew cry freedom. Insane questions. They asked me what did I know. So strange they let me go. But more they try. The stronger our love grows. I know that I know cry freedom. Cry freedom sweet freedom .... .