Little child, my eyes they see your pain   My heart cries, when I hear you cry again   Frail and small, can you believe fifteen years old?   What is sad, he hasn't got far to go, oh oh, no no…      Yes, we'll cry, yes we'll cry   Our hearts they feel no hate   Babies scream, babies scream   they'll never achieve their dreams   Shall we dance? Yes we'll dance   the sky will hear our song   And maybe rain…   'cos it's been much too long      Mother's die, leaving hungry mouths behind   They can't hold on, when God wants them by His side   It's up to me, it's up to you   Visualize and pray, is what we musn't forget to do      Dry land, open up and let me in   Dry land, look what is happening   You know, there is plenty, plenty,   plenty of work to do   This can't go down as another disaster in history…