Michelle wants to believe
In the innocence that her life does not allow
So young, too mature
She already knows hunger and hard nights

She writes herself, a life
To be able to change everything, change

In, Michelle's poems
Children have wings
To fly, fly, fly
It's, when the night falls
They become doves
To dream, dream, dream

Hey, yeah, yeah
Escape, from everything
The pencil will be her key, the sheets her way out
A verse, a rhyme
Words unite to protect the victim

She needs, these words
To be able to change everything, change

In, Michelle's poems
Children have wings
To fly, fly, fly
It's when the night falls
They become doves
To dream, dream, dream

With these words, so beautiful
She would like to change everything, change

In, Michelle's poems
Children have wings
To fly, fly, fly
It's, when the night falls
They become doves
To dream, dream, yeah, yeah

In, Michelle's poems
Children have wings
To fly, fly, fly
It's when the night falls
They become doves
To dream, dream, baby, baby

In, Michelle's poems
Children have wings
To fly, fly, fly
It's when the night falls
They become doves
To dream, dream, dream

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