Look
at all the children,
they can hear the cold wind blow
Listen to their sadness growing up from down below
They are lost in darkness and they don't know where to go
Flying
like angels,
crying when
days are dying
Flying
like angels,
trying to watch the puppet
show Followed by their enemies, they are crying
out,
crying out for peace
Look at all the children, they are prisoners
of war
Listen to their prayers, they are weak and
they are poor
Once upon a time, the world was like an open
door
Flying
like angels,
crying when days are dying
Flying like angels,
trying to watch the puppet show
Followed by their enemies, they are crying out,
crying out
for peace
Look at all the children,
they are lying on their knees
Listen to their voices,
they are fading in the breeze
In their memories,
they are like songbirds in the trees
Flying
like angels,
crying when days are dying
Flying like angels,
trying to watch the puppet show
Followed by their enemies, they are crying out,
crying out for peace