Spread your wings, my little angel,
You're not enemy to nature,
Not the Evil of the future,
Like a child great things could tell,
Where is hell? What is the hell?
War and starvation brought our nation
To you, baby, we need the solution!
Bring this suffering world Unity,
We must stand on ours dignity,
What comes before objective reality?
Must say, is that final fatality?
We're still knocking on the heaven's door,
The belief is leading to the coloured floor,
Angel, give us a sign, the light to the crowd,
Don't leave us behind, we want to be found.
Angels live amoung us
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