Paraiso

Return to a land called Paraiso
A place where dying never ends
No birds dare fly over Paraiso
No space allows them to enjoy
The smoke that screens the air
The grass that's never there

And if I could see a single bird
What a joy
I try to write some words
And create a single song
To be heard by the rest of the boys

*(Paraiso) Help me make a stand
(Paraiso) Take me by the hand
(Paraiso) Make the world understand
And if I could see a single bird
What a joy
This tired and hungry land could expect
Some truth and hope and respect
From the rest of the world

And if empty cans were all I have
What a joy
I never tried to take someone else's coins
And live in fear
Like the rest of the boys

* Repeat

And if I could see a single bird
What a joy
This tired and hungry land could expect
Some truth and hope and respect
From the rest of the world