martes, 9 de marzo de 2010

Little King loved by the drizzle

This little boy come out every morning at 8 am
I see him how he look around and make a sad face
Cause what he saw each day was what he wanted
Mothers sheltering and kissing their kids

*He went to school, all alone like everyday
He walk beneath the big trees in an empty street
Mist surrounded him and the only one that touch him was the drizzle
And he ever had shown her a smile for loving him
He was the King for that moment in his mind*

Teacher always watch him with pity
Dany with just his seven winters go back home
Push the door and saw like each afternoon
A big beer belly lying still on the couch with dirty all around
His mother always working 14 hours to can eat
But when she come back home she don´t remind of him
Little Dany ate some scrambled eggs with peas made by himself
And after dinner he fell asleep on the table

Which was his sin to live this way… without love?

*Chorus

He run to school… the only place where he find safety
The place in which he can play as the child he is
And forget his miserable life and filled with loneliness
For six hours he become a child, but in the last hour…
Come back his sad face and his heart jeiled itself

*Chorus

He sleep in his little room on his little bed
With his naked belly looking up and a soak half-wear
I´d like to kiss his cheek and hug him real strong
I know he´ll say ”Then do it , don´t speak and leave”
I know it because there´s millions of children crying out there

*Chorus

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