I. Return to a land called paraiso 

A place where a dying river ends 

No birds dare fly over paraiso 

No space allows them to endure 

The smoke that screens the air 

The grass that's never there 

Refrain 1: 

And if I could see a single bird 

What a joy! 

I try to write some words and create 

A simple song to be heard by the rest of the 

world 

II.I live in a land called paraiso 

In a house made of cardboard floors and walls 

I learned to be free in paraiso 

Free to claim anything I see 

Matching rags for my clothes 

Plastic bags for the colds 

Refrain 2: 

And if empty cans were all I have 

What a joy! 

I never fight to take someone else's coins 

and live with fear like the rest of the boys 

Chorus: 

Paraiso, help me make a stand 

Paraiso, take me by the hand 

Paraiso, make the world understand 

That if I could see a single bird 

What a joy! 

This tired and hungry land could expect 

Some truth and hope and respect 

From the rest of the world 

Repeat Refrain 2 

Repeat Chorus