Young, gifted and black Oh, what a lovely precious dream To be young, gifted and black Open your heart to what I mean In the whole world you know There
: Young, gifted and black Oh what a lovely precious dream To be young, gifted and black Open your heart to what I mean In the whole world you know There
Young, gifted and black Oh what a lovely precious dream To be young, gifted and black Open your heart to what I mean In the whole world you know There
' to find who I am in this world We're lost little boys and girls that're trapped perhaps We shall all return to the black planet someday And stop killing
: (Instrumental)
Pour ne plus, jamais plus, vous parler de la pluie, Plus jamais du ciel lourd, jamais des matins gris, Je suis sortie des brumes et je me suis enfuie
Un beau jour, ou peut-etre une nuit, Pres d'un lac je m'etais endormie, Quand soudain, semblant crever le ciel, Et venant de nulle part, Surgit un aigle
Giocare col mondo facendolo a pezzi bambini che il sole ha ridotto gia vecchi Non e colpa mia se la tua realta mi costringe a fare guerra all'omerta
