Little child, my eyes they see your pain My heart cries, when I hear you cry again Frail and small, can you believe fifteen years old? What is sad, he hasn't got far to go, oh oh, no no¡
Yes, we'll cry, yes we'll cry Our hearts they feel no hate Babies scream, babies scream they'll never achieve their dreams Shall we dance? Yes we'll dance the sky will hear our song And maybe rain¡ 'cos it's been much too long
Mother's die, leaving hungry mouths behind They can't hold on, when God wants them by His side It's up to me, it's up to you Visualize and pray, is what we mustn't forget to do
Dry land, open up and let me in Dry land, look what is happening You know, there is plenty, plenty, plenty of work to do This can't go down as another disaster in history¡
