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Tell me who cares when children die
Tell me who cares when old men cries
Without big hope and without a plan
We go
Tell me who cries when the forests die
Tell me who cries when the world gets dry
Without big hope and without a view
We die...
The price is high, and soon we'll pay
And not so far the judgment day
Without big hope
We're running out of time
Sailing ships with unknown destiny
Spilling oil in open sea
Without big hope, and without a view
We die... yes we die
Everything can change
stop running round in circles
get back under control
we're all masters of a future under the sun
under the sun
Tell me who cares when old men cries
Without big hope and without a plan
We go
Tell me who cries when the forests die
Tell me who cries when the world gets dry
Without big hope and without a view
We die...
The price is high, and soon we'll pay
And not so far the judgment day
Without big hope
We're running out of time
Sailing ships with unknown destiny
Spilling oil in open sea
Without big hope, and without a view
We die... yes we die
Everything can change
stop running round in circles
get back under control
we're all masters of a future under the sun
under the sun
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