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…