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I'm going to create a song so that I can exist
To move the earth beneath mankind, and survive
To cure my heart and let my mind flow
To lift up my spirit and let it reach the end
I was not born without a cause
I was not born without faith
My heart beats hard
To shout at those who don't feel, so chase
To happiness
I'm going to create a song to respect the sky
To move the roots of this field and make it bloom
To move the waters and green poison that's out there
To lift up my spirit and let it live it peace
I was not born without a cause
I was not born without faith
My heart beats hard
To shout at those who don't feel, so chase
To happiness
And so pursue happiness
It's a right of birth
It's the motor of our movement
Because I reclaim the freedom of thought
If ever I'm not asking for it, it's because I'm dying
It's a right of birth
To see the fruits that our dreams leave us
In one sole voice and thought
And may this cry clean our wind
I'm going to create a song to be able to demand
That they don't strip the poor of what cost them so much to build
So that the stolen gold doesn't hold back our future
And so that those who have extra don't find it so hard to share
I'm going to lift up my song to wake up those
Who've been asleep their whole lives, not wanting to see
So that the river carries not blood, but flowers, and to heal the evil
To lift up my spirit and let it live it peace
I was not born, I was not born without a cause
I was not born, I was not born without faith
My heart beats hard
To shout at those who don't feel, so chase
To happiness
It's a right of birth
It's the motor of our movement
Because I reclaim the freedom of thought
If ever I'm not asking for it, it's because I'm dying
It's a right of birth
To eat the fruits that our dreams leave us
In one sole voice and thought
And may this cry clean our wind
I will create a communal song
I'm going to invent a universal mantra
May it flow into consciousness, into our soul to rescue
Discovering the wonder of respecting again
Every moment, yes; every experience
Every color, every smell, every moment
Resist in sadness and always walk forward
Always aware, always triumphant
I will create a beautiful song
I'm going to end all my crying
I am going to create a cluster of dreams (Because I claim freedom)
Where everyone fits, where we all own
I will create a beautiful song
I'm going to end all my crying
I will applaud with all my people
To lift up my spirit and let it live it peace
Gold!, Fri
Wow you cojolites!
Hey! Hey!
A motor is a movement
To raise our song to the wind
It is to embrace each other with feeling
It's a right of birth
A motor is a movement
To raise our song to the wind
A motor is a movement
It's a right of birth
