I give you my hand, coz you're my bro
I hold you tight coz you're my sis
We are made of the same dough, I respect you
I'm looking into your eyes and I see myself
I'm looking at the stars and I see us
Each of us has their place even if there are lot of us
And in us is much, more that we admit
but in the meanwhile we're still getting ready for it
We act as if we knew the ropes
but just few people dignify
Because that what is really meaningful
doesn't have any meaning for the most of us
I admit, people are the largest science
I try to understand what the others are in need of
That's why I always welcome you in my home
When I'm listening you speaking, I hear myself
Beautiful Dreamer …
I invite you to the table, I'm your bro
We both feel the same hunger
Each likes something different
so each has what he wants to
We're happy that we can share it
It's worthless when we fight
when we agree so much that we don't agree
We don't compete, but c'mon play with me
walk with me, it's our home, it's our house
The world, full of differences
with the aim of celebrating the varieties
With no doubts that it has a system
and make those dues fluently too
The same tears and smiles
Common scars and achievements
We are not foreigners to each other, we are the family of people
we are the only nation under God
Beautiful Dreamer …
Either white-black, or faithful to God
you're different with something, the same with something
You're the way you are, I accept you as you are
Either dark-light, or small-big
you're different with something, the same with something
You're the way you are, I accept you as you are
Either fat-thin, or kinda weird
you're different with something, the same with something
You're the way you are, I accept you as you are
Either old-young, or strong-weak
you're different with something, the same with something
You're the way you are, I accept you as you are