Brothers, sisters,
one day we will be free
from fighting, violence,
people crying in the street.
When the angels from above
fall down and spread their wings like doves
As we walk hand in hand,
sisters, brothers,
we'll make it to the Promised Land
You and I
we'll walk the land,
and as one, and as one,
we'll take our stand.
When the angels from above
fall down and spread their wings like doves
As we walk hand in hand,
sisters, brothers,
we'll make it to the Promised Land
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