Always the war In nineteen eighty three This is the world of today In our mind There is only the money And there is nothing for you Then hours work No flowers in the mind The life runs without happiness Everyday dreams To go to a better life But they remain only dreams You are the children Your life will be very hard You are the children You're singing every day
To have a friend To explain your little problem Can you say now to have it Sometimes you hope It's only an illusion Don't hope, it's better so But children power Will win, i am sure This is sweet lovers for us Your fantasy Will find new nice colours But now it's time to go You are the children Your life will be very hard You are the children You're singing every day
