Asia, full of riches and poverty,
I'm calling, won't you come on to me,
I saw you crying, while I was dying, for Asia.
Millions, lost in a human sea, like children needing 
identity,
Will tomorrow, bring joy or sorrow, for Asia.
Oh oh oh who will go for me, who will set their beauty 
free.
Oh oh oh if they refuse me, who will cry for Asia with 
me.
Asia, I'm the sunrise from on high, can you see me, I 
shine in your Eastern sky.
I'm longing for you, to heal and hold you.
Oh Asia. Oh Asia.