(Alejandro Sanz)
They come from hunger and cold
In a boat without oars
They come crossing this river
Nobody reminded them that the shadow of the white olive tree is as dark as that of the human being
They come living in a dream
Looking for a little life
They come fleeing from fear
Nobody told them that on the other side of the seas only the eternal silence of those who say nothing awaits them
They come from hunger and cold
In a boat without rowing
They come crossing this river
Nobody reminded them that the shadow of the white olive tree is as dark as that of the human being
They come living in a dream
Looking for a little life
They come fleeing from fear
Nobody told them that on the other side of the seas only the eternal silence of those who say nothing awaits them
They come living in a dream
Looking for a little life
They come fleeing from fear
No one told them that on the other side of the seas only the eternal silence of those who do not (say anything) awaits them
They come from hunger and cold
In a boat without rowing
They come using this river
Your house is far away
They come living in a dream
Looking for a little life
They come fleeing from fear
What history forgets
They come from hunger and cold
In a boat without rowing
They come using this river
Your house is far away
They come living in a dream
Looking for a little life
They come fleeing from fear
What history forgets
Only among all we can make this a better place :)