What if we fill, again, with content, the word freedom? And if we think about it, dance on it, hunt the smoke, touch the two, shout a thousand voices for freedom? What if there is music behind the noise of those who have sold freedom? And if now, now and here, you who were silent, now have a voice? What if we hear the sound of no, the sound of yes, the sound of but? And if you come, here with us, to build freedom?