Children of light don't be afraid Children of light haven't you heard Gone are the days in black and white Children of light don't be afraid Distant
Traduction: Oui. Enfants de la Lumière.
turns out the light She sets your soul on fire And you say, "Baby, everything is all right" Did you ever love a woman And you loved her with all your might Yes
to me Come on and die In your viscera eyes Cut the lights Close the blinds Lend me your comfort Come cry by your side In your viscera eyes Cut the lights
Walk under the light Ceiling of the sky Mister IMF won?t see Hundred thousand children beggin?in the street And this yeah wicked system is getting to
the name of love and devotion. Yes, I believe. I believe in the people Of all nations To join and to care For love. I believe in a world Where light
love pouring from our hearts at the same time yes think of all the light our looks can shine and grow this world at the same time at the same time yes
after me I know someday we'll find that piece Of land somewhere not nearby Babylon The war will soon be over and Africa Will unite the children who liveth in Darkness have seen the great light
and wet Oh yes, it's really such a sad event You can't capture this with camera clips No, it don't exist Just light on negatives Another candle on a
There's a middle-aged woman, she is dragging her feet, she carries baskets of clothes to a laundromat. While the Mexican children kick rocks into the
their pain Prayer... Prayer (Prayer... Prayer) Ahhh... (Bless the) Bless the children for they are the light They are the truth of spirit in flight Yes the children
too late, No! We're gonna make it Yeah Yes I know We're gonna make it It's not too late We're gonna make it,Yeah [Verse:] Searching for the light
the children start to sing The lady 'cross the street she shuts out the night There's a cast of thousands waiting as she turns out the light But
s a cast of thousands waiting as she turns out the light But it's too late, too late, too late Too late for love Yes it's too late too late, too late
Flower Seller: Ooh la la... Sophie: Welcome my friends to Paris Here have a flower on me Forget where you're from You're in France Children, come I'
