Eh richman! How do you feel when you see a hungry child is dying? Poor people is dying, wicked people is dying… And you let them crying inna Babylon.
Eh richman! You can see throw the window Many people suffering, That’s the fucking reality.
You can see throw the window Many people suffering… You can see throw the window A small world inna the brink. (x2)
And what do you think Fake happy man ? Sentenced to pay a cosmos of illusions… And what do you feel When you see a hungry child ? You can see throw the window…
You can see throw the window Many people suffering… You can see throw the window A small world inna the brink. (x2)
We must accept what we are, Cause we are one human race. Real feeling lie not in this world, Where everyone wants more and more. Real life… Is among the people, When love blossoms And no one needs to win, Just sharing the poetry, No misery, Sharing the poetry…
You can see throw the window Many people suffering… You can see throw the window A small world inna the brink. (x2)