Little child, my eyes they see your pain 

My heart cries, when I hear you cry again 

Frail and small, can you believe fifteen years old? 

What is sad, he hasn't got far to go, oh oh, no no...



Yes, we'll cry, yes we'll cry 

Our hearts they feel no hate 

Babies scream, babies scream 

they'll never achieve their dreams 

Shall we dance? Yes we'll dance 

the sky will hear our song 

And maybe rain… 

'cos it's been much too long 



Mother's die, leaving hungry mouths behind 

They can't hold on, when God wants them by His side 

It's up to me, it's up to you 

Visualize and pray, is what we musn't forget to do 



Dry land, open up and let me in 

Dry land, look what is happening 

You know, there is plenty, plenty, 

plenty of work to do 

This can't go down as another disaster in history...