
Date of issue: 16.10.2017
Song language: English
Paraiso |
Return to a land called «Paraiso» |
A place where a dying river ends |
No birds dare fly over Paraiso |
No space allows them to endure |
The smoke that screens the air |
The grass that’s never there |
And if I could see a single bird |
What a joy! |
I try to wrire some words and create |
A single song to be heard |
By the rest of the world |
I live in this land called Paraiso |
In a house made of cardboard floors and walls |
I learned to be free in Paraiso |
Free to claim anything I see |
Matching rags for my clothes |
Plastic bags for the cold |
And if empty cans were all I have |
What a joy |
I never fight to take someone else’s coins |
And live with fear |
Like the rest of the boys |
Paraiso |
Help me make a stand |
Paraiso |
Take me by the hand |
Paraiso |
Make the world understand |
That if I could see a single bird |
What a joy! |
This tired and hungry land could expect |
Some truth and hope and respect |
From the rest of the world |
And if empty cans were all I have |
What a joy! |
I never fight to take someone else’s coins |
And live with fear |
Like the rest of the boys |
Paraiso |
Help me make a stand |
Paraiso |
Take me by the hand |
Paraiso |
Make the world understand |
That if I could see a single bird |
What a joy! |
This tired and hungry land could expect |
Some truth and hope and respect |
From the rest of the world |
Paraiso |
Help me make a stand |
Paraiso |
Take me by the hand |
Paraiso |
Make the world understand |
That if I could see a single bird |
What a joy! |
This tired and hungry land could expect |
Some truth and hope and respect |
From the rest |
That if I could see a single bird |
What a joy! |
This tired and hungry land could expect |
Some truth and hope and respect |
From the rest |
Of the world |