The foolish mothers in the square
Whose children are darkened
And who still, through the years, shout
Unheard
They shuffle through the news
Give them a sign, a signal
That no door will be closed forever
That at the end of the tunnel there will be light again
Families that the delusion of apartheid
mercilessly allowed to be broken apart
They come together again
Just for a little while
Because love is illegal there
Give them a sign, a signal
That no door will be closed forever
That the end of the tunnel will be light again
Persecuted because of religion or race
Persecuted because of what their father was
Persecuted with the shooting prayer
Of Jesus, Marx or Mohammed
Persecuted with an ideal
Give them a sign, a signal
That no door will be closed forever
That at the end of the tunnel there will be light again
Persecuted because of religion or race
Persecuted for what their father was
Persecuted with the ejection prayer
Of Jesus, Marx or Mohammed
Persecuted with an ideal
Give them a sign, a signal
That no door will be closed forever
That at the end of the tunnel there will be light again
(Lalalalalala, lalalalalala)
The foolish mothers in the square
Whose children are darkened
And they still shout for years
Unheard
Like the miners in the mine
The rescue must already be in progress
The others go to get help
We are waiting for the signals.
The foolish mothers in the square
Whose children have been darkened
And who continue to do so for years

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