Remember the times When we were young and wild The beautiful times Under blue blue skies Now the years have gone by And we realized Creation's divine We're the last to die Holy father; can you hear us Is it the end of global freedom All the children, now and ever Will they ever have a future What if we try, to open the eyes For a better world tomorrow One world, for all the nations, one chance for God's creation One sky, for all the children, one light for hope and freedom A lost paradise Under the darkened skies You can see in my eyes All the tears I cried Holy father; can you hear us Is it the end of global freedom All the children, now and ever Will they ever have a future What if we try, to open the eyes For a better world tomorrow One world, for all the nations, one chance for God's creation One sky, for all the children, one light for hope and freedom Arise from deep damnation, survive discrimination Alive, a big sensation, we are the hero nation
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