Who cares who said it?
If he was a prophet or if he was the seller of the apron
The word runs from mouth to mouth,
Asking for help, very silent
Some people say 'pa what to complain about?'
As it is said, forget
Some people say 'what to remember?'
Time passes, resign yourself
They are, voices of the earth
They are, cries that do not reach
They are, voices of this world
They are what they are, they are like you and me.
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Next to you or to the other side of the world
Eyes close while others open
Murmur screams constant
Although some say 'I do not hear, this does not go with me'
And between echoes and mists
We are crazy,
'I do not know, you have to see,
go world this one ', we say.
From the sitting room, remote control revolution,
And the first world keep reaching for the next one.
They are, voices of the earth
They are, cries that do not arrive,
They are, voices of this world
They are what they are, they are like you and me
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Only among all we can make this a better place :)