It's Friday night.
I live on my own.
I earn my own money
and I use my own free time as I please.
I am healthy. No obligations.
Smoking my cigarette,
puffing my deserved, longed freedom in and out.
Light feet and enough energy
to wrestle a bull.
I am a free man,
and I thank the destiny that got me here tonight.
My eyes are glistering for the commotion,
I am on my way to meet my friends downtown.