The city wore the fear of the demons,

Scars were the story of the inhabitants.,

where the day ends with a silent night,

where the dreams covers a nightmare.

 

Haunted by the regime's barbaric crimes,

having no fairytales ,no hope, no bedtime,

faces covered with the tears of mask,

seeking for the help but no one was to ask.

 

the midnight awaken the boulevard

shining star with a shadow in the dark.,

be ready to light was the call.,

everyone seen the monstrous kingdom to fall.

 

freedom made their smiles with the curve.,

a soul of happiness were on the nerve.,

folks marched over the palace with brave,

singing through the night door to door..

(...We are the people that rule the world
A force running in every boy and girl.--Empire of the sun)

 

 

 


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