For each child,
because growing
never forget
to have been child ...
because growing
never forget
to have been child ...
"Only small hands
gently caress can
arid hearts
and make them return to pulse.
It takes the smile of a child pure
to erase the hatred with love. "
This world
Subsisting
From the mists of time,
handed down
From generation to generation,
It is sick
Of many diseases
that could
kill him
If we can not
As soon as possible
To find
The appropriate medicine.
The noise
deafening
hiding
The sound of footsteps
It is of comfort
The lives of our movements
Saves us
today
The time that we deny
In the future our descendents.
The many industries
that produce
Taking care to profit
Often they do not care
The interests of those who
We live around
And slowly poisoning them.
Metropolis
Increasingly large
crowds gather
Of people who do not know
And when they meet
On the road
Even say goodbye.
The fictitious needs
That this civilization of machines
Inculcated in the minds
Through advertising
Manipulate the values
people
It will automate the choices
Stealing humanity.
Worldwide
It is considered
As a huge warehouse
From which to draw in profusion
without worrying
Waste and lives
What will be lost.
The company image
He forgot the street
The fantasy.
His desperate concrete
Hedonistic killed
The delicacy and sweetness
Imagination.
It is consumed rapidly
Like the frames that slide
Before the eyes
Crowds cheering
In quick succession.
The deep rifts
What we have divided
And they continue to hold
Away our peoples,
They prevent us from
To join forces
And groped to agree
On each of the waivers
For the future of humanity.
The law of profit Extreme
Adjust the lives of billions of people;
On the one hand, a small part
They feel and live the benefits
In this system,
On the other hand, a large part,
We would like to achieve these benefits
And we are preparing to do so.
In half billion people
Struggle to survive and often
Exhausted by the hardships, die
Without even know
The reason for so much suffering.
We are waiting
something
Save us
From this misery
immense
Our hands
And our minds
they built
Over the centuries
And thousands of years
existence
of our species.
But we do not know
if
as
And when
this something
come
In our midst
It will show us
the road
to go
to adjust
everything
We broke up.
something
Save us
From this misery
immense
Our hands
And our minds
they built
Over the centuries
And thousands of years
existence
of our species.
But we do not know
if
as
And when
this something
come
In our midst
It will show us
the road
to go
to adjust
everything
We broke up.
Born naked
In remote villages
not ashamed
Their appearance
even small
Stare
In the light
Smiling serenely
With little cries
Want to chat
The whole universe purest
They have inside.
They look around
while trying
To take the first steps
Fours.
And slowly
They learn to recognize
Their surroundings.
They play with simple things
And they make long speeches
We understand.
become aware
Their limits
Little by little
Stretching his arms
How far they arrive.
When you are fortified,
They try to rise
legs
And try to walk,
On the first fall.
playing
Educate themselves to the imagination
And everything is new
And would like to learn,
But they are still small.
standing
Standing on its own feet
How small captains
Vessels in the middle of the oceans
Ready to challenge
The storms of life.
The first steps
safe
From a starting point
In a place determined
No second thoughts.
Learn to communicate
Little by little
Using our words
Begin to mount small
phrases
With which they try
To send.
acquire fluency
In language,
They begin to ask
Not satisfied
Of the first responses
Given that we
What we are unprepared
And they continue to ask
Until we fall
In contradiction.
They force us
To recognize our mistakes,
Small waiting
But great mood
They do not allow violations:
If the rules are
must be respected
The letter and commas.
In remote villages
not ashamed
Their appearance
even small
Stare
In the light
Smiling serenely
With little cries
Want to chat
The whole universe purest
They have inside.
They look around
while trying
To take the first steps
Fours.
And slowly
They learn to recognize
Their surroundings.
They play with simple things
And they make long speeches
We understand.
become aware
Their limits
Little by little
Stretching his arms
How far they arrive.
When you are fortified,
They try to rise
legs
And try to walk,
On the first fall.
playing
Educate themselves to the imagination
And everything is new
And would like to learn,
But they are still small.
standing
Standing on its own feet
How small captains
Vessels in the middle of the oceans
Ready to challenge
The storms of life.
The first steps
safe
From a starting point
In a place determined
No second thoughts.
Learn to communicate
Little by little
Using our words
Begin to mount small
phrases
With which they try
To send.
acquire fluency
In language,
They begin to ask
Not satisfied
Of the first responses
Given that we
What we are unprepared
And they continue to ask
Until we fall
In contradiction.
They force us
To recognize our mistakes,
Small waiting
But great mood
They do not allow violations:
If the rules are
must be respected
The letter and commas.
Children
That will save the world
They are not afraid
By holding hands
Tap with your finger
Different colored skins.
They look straight in the eye
With looks that go beyond
And do not listen
The confused voices
Neutral fearful of losing
Some useless record.
children
That will save the world
We have also within us
If only we could
To free them
from prison
Where were locked
Dall'arrugginire of our years
We could walk
they next
And let us show
The way forward
To avoid losing
Again the path.
children
That will save the world
they have
Hurry to live,
know how to smile
The warmth of a clear day
Walking on foot
Filled with the joy of existence
With the people of the whole earth
In a large circle
Great point
To embrace the whole world
Where there are corners
Where they are hidden
Suffering, evil and war.
these children
We will give peace
And growing
They will teach us to cultivate
Every breath of our breast
Each beat of our hearts
In order to give the result
budding love
In respect of the next
And most do not remain closed on themselves
To dry up
Nell'avvizzire the world.
That will save the world
They are not afraid
By holding hands
Tap with your finger
Different colored skins.
They look straight in the eye
With looks that go beyond
And do not listen
The confused voices
Neutral fearful of losing
Some useless record.
children
That will save the world
We have also within us
If only we could
To free them
from prison
Where were locked
Dall'arrugginire of our years
We could walk
they next
And let us show
The way forward
To avoid losing
Again the path.
children
That will save the world
they have
Hurry to live,
know how to smile
The warmth of a clear day
Walking on foot
Filled with the joy of existence
With the people of the whole earth
In a large circle
Great point
To embrace the whole world
Where there are corners
Where they are hidden
Suffering, evil and war.
these children
We will give peace
And growing
They will teach us to cultivate
Every breath of our breast
Each beat of our hearts
In order to give the result
budding love
In respect of the next
And most do not remain closed on themselves
To dry up
Nell'avvizzire the world.
Only then
will be saved
this world
And the credit
It will all be
Of those children
They have had the courage
To listen to the purest feelings
Which dictated their hearts
And the strength to be heard
From large, so miserably intent
In the longer driven selfishness.
will be saved
this world
And the credit
It will all be
Of those children
They have had the courage
To listen to the purest feelings
Which dictated their hearts
And the strength to be heard
From large, so miserably intent
In the longer driven selfishness.
