Alas de liberdad [English translation]

The children are growing up

at the wrong side of life

Where there’s neither

justice nor thruth

And because so much sadness

in their smiles hurts,

it’s so difficult to accept reality

Where hunger has already become common trend

On the outskirts of any city

That they don’t see

That they don’t hear

That they don’t feel

Who cares about ?

That they don’t see

That they are children

They cannot wait

Let’s help them to start to fly

They're carrying our freedom on their wings

They’re barefoot

Walking into the unknown

following the road of their sad reality

If I could

give them more than a coin

but a piece of bread

isn’t enough

And they go on, loosing,

suffering

they’re growing up

in cribs of cardboard and loneliness

That they don’t see

That they don’t hear

That they don’t feel

Who cares about ?

That they don’t see

That they are children

They cannot wait

Let’s help them to start to fly

They’re carrying our freedom on their wings

(to fly)

That they don’t see

That they don’t hear

That they don’t feel

Who cares about ?

That they don’t see

That we’re children

We cannot wait

Help us to start to fly

(to fly)

You’re carrying our freedom

in your hands

Help us to start to fly

(to fly)

You’re carrying our freedom

in your hands