Our
palace !
We have built it
In heavenly place
Everywhere in your heart
Somewhere in the world
Like a nice fruit
Never rotten
We have built it
In heavenly place
Everywhere in your heart
Somewhere in the world
Like a nice fruit
Never rotten
We have
seen there
All hurted wings
All those poor victims
With their broken arms
With their broken legs
With their destroyed faces
With their blood stained sun
With their cracked
And arid earth....
All hurted wings
All those poor victims
With their broken arms
With their broken legs
With their destroyed faces
With their blood stained sun
With their cracked
And arid earth....
Those are
you know
Reality's reflection
Tired of ward
Tired of our palace
Our happiness
Born in poor's arms
Flowers in full bloom
Reality's reflection
Tired of ward
Tired of our palace
Our happiness
Born in poor's arms
Flowers in full bloom
Our
palace!
We 'll build it
Somewhere somewhere
In human dignity
We 'll build it
Somewhere somewhere
In human dignity
RANDRIANARIVELO Rufin.
All rights reserved.
Aucun commentaire:
Enregistrer un commentaire