Precious people on the boat
Struggling for a little life for their own
Children dying in the sand
Parents crying in the land of their home
Every one of us
Is the hope of them
Try to be a helping hand for all
Every one of them
Has a beating heart
With the hope of life
So sealed in their minds
Hungry people in the line
Fighting for a piece of bread for their own
Greedy rulers take the gold
Hungry countrymen so close to death
Every one of us
Is the hope of them
Try to be a helping hand for all
Every one of them
Has a beating heart
With the hope of life
So sealed in their minds
Loads of people on the road
Walking far to reach one dream for their own
Guns and powder at the line
Wait for them who dare to cross to that dream
Every one of us
Is the hope of them
Try to be a helping hand for all
Every one of them
Has a beating heart
With the hope of life
So sealed in their minds
When the sun declines
Be the light to their night ah ah ah ah
Oh oh oh