Loving children who wake you up at night
And don't let you sleep
Children scared, violated by drugs
Who let themselves die
Children now far away, how their hands sweat
When they knock on the door
Delicate children, always pampered at home
But what a discovery tomorrow is

And meanwhile the years pass between fears and worries
And you find yourself already at twenty

Children of fashion, advertising tricks us
Then it dresses us all the same
Children of television, what violence
Without myths and ideals
Children of the powerful, beautiful, just and intelligent
Who don't waste sweat
Children of the poor people
With the hope of a better future

And meanwhile the years fly by
Between dreams and worries
And you wake up already at thirty
And a child will be born, will be born
Suddenly your life will change
You will help him on his confused path
But you can't change his destiny

He will grow, he will grow
And then when he grows up he will fall in love
He will walk his own story
And you ask God for just a little glory

Children of war, houses and churches down to the ground
And a roof made of stars
Russian and American children with power in their hands
We all risk our skin
Children of the two thousand, white and black all in line
For a better century
Children of peace, sing out loud
A song with the heart

And meanwhile the years fly by
Between promises and deceptions
And you wake up already at thirty
And a child will be born, will be born
Suddenly your life will change
You will help him on his confused path
But you can't change his destiny

He will grow, he will grow
And then when he grows up he will fall in love
He will walk his own story
And you ask God for just a little glory

He will be born, he will be born
Suddenly your life will change
You will help him on his confused path
But you can't change his destiny

He will grow, he will grow
He will walk his own story
And you ask God for just a little glory
He will be born

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