I've seen things, old man, things that hurt
I've seen tears flowing, children in pain
We don't have the right to give a damn, that's is nothing trivial
The time that passes for us, for them is fatal
But, we are not here for pity
We are not here to mourn their fate
I wanted this song to be dedicated to them
That all together, for them, we still believe in it
No reason is good for a child to suffer
There is no reason for a soul not to smile
But life has meant that for some it is not the same
There are some who are already born into the world ready for
A long sleep
It's sad, and we have to do something
We have to get involved in small and simple things
Who for they make the difference
Ub smile on your lips, a message of hope
Raise your hand for these princes of the ghettos
Who only see the extent of the vice
Who every day fights to survive
Hoping one day to no longer suffer
Raise your hand for these little princes of the street
Who only see their lost destiny
And simply that we remember
That for everyone life is not the same
The scar remains, when marked on a child
But their face lights up, with each hand that we hold out to them
You know for them happiness means nothing
If I could make just one smile
I would already feel good
br/>These children of famine
These children of hostile lands
These kids who did not choose it
But who bear indelible traces
Speak for them my guy , pray for them my guy
The more you don't lack anything the more there are
There are some for whom it stops there
It's life that got it chosen thus
Without really knowing who would pay the price
And tears flow under a gray sky
Unfortunately they are the ones we forget
Hoping that one day things change
It's already good that we're thinking about it together
Especially since I know he could have been mine
This sad little prince who holds out his hand to me hand
Raise your hand for these little princes of the street
Who only see their destiny lost
And simply that we remember
That for everyone life is it's not the same
The scar remains, when marked on a child
But their face lights up, with each hand that is extended to them
You know for them happiness does not cares about nothing
If I could make just one smile
Raise your hand for these little princes of the street
Who only see their lost destiny
And simply that 'we remember
That for everyone life is not the same
The scar remains, when marked on a child
But their face lights up, with each hand that we give them
You know for them happiness means nothing
If I could make just one smile

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