Late at night I can hear Whispering behind the wall Suddenly my girl comes in Looks like a Black-rubber-doll She holds the whip in her hand, now I can't do stupid things, I go down on my knees - quid est libertas? With a smile on her face but strictness in her voice I can taste my sweat I don't have any choice She holds the whip in her hand, now I can't do stupid things, I go down on my knees - quid est libertas? Hey girl - I'm not your slave! I will gag you that's true show you how I imagine what you should do I hold the whip in my hand, now you can't do stupid things, my lovely black rubber doll - meum est libertas! odisse!> Die Menschen lieben von Natur aus die Freiheit Und hassen den Zustand der Knechtschaft