We are little childrens,
Living on the second flor.
It has a millions,
Parents knocking in the door.
But night is coming
And we go to bad and sleep.
Angels are flying
Around of the dreaming sheap.
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And I falling
When you calling
And filling, how to sing your soul,
I love you and you love me, we known
How stones are rolling;
Why horses going
In heavens and they runing together,
Beleaving, that is will be forever.
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Nowbody knowing !
Nowbody knowing,
How deep my love for every child;
How many times we tolking about
Silence around,
Silence around,
Silence around,
Silence around.
How many peoples
Screaming at thair little childs,
Don't listen childrens,
Always staing free and wild.
Thay do not suspect,
How much thay do harm and pain;
And empty prospect
Viewing child in windowpane.
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Childrens, I hear you,
When like drummer knocking rain.
And never leave you
One of one whith your pain...
And always believe me
That I will be in your heart.
Give me a promise, give me
That love and freedom will be your main part !
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