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Khol bu lèr A bird woke me up this morning To sing me a little song To tell me some stories of Children with blue hearts, warning me And too many unheard still Too many crying, no dignity I don't look away no more, mm We don't look away no more Ah-ah, ah-ah, I sing for life, for rights For the children with no voice For the soldiers with blue hearts We sing I want love in my life, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh On the heart of a child you're blind to Pour some light on a child with the blue heart Flows of us lost at sea But we're still fighting for our peace Our freedom must come Protection for the smuggled hearts Little girl calling inside of me She's got a blue heart and a voice That won't be heard by the world, oh Too many years, the world's gone mad I'm an eight year old begging for money On the streets of Dakar tonight I'm runnin' away from the Daara Though, I've got no plans Ah-ah, ah-ah, I sing for life, for rights For the children with no voice For the soldiers with blue hearts We sing I want love in my life, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh On the heart of a child you're blind to Pour some light on a child with the blue heart Flows of us lost at sea But we're still fighting for our peace Our freedom must come Protection for the smuggled hearts We're living out of our bruised hearts, ah-ah-ah We're living out of our blue hearts, ah-ah-ah We're living out of our miracle hearts, a-ah, a-a-ah Khol bu lèr Khol bu lèr Souniou kholeyi dioyenaniou Te dakkal diayoum domou adama yi (Te dakkal diayoum domou adama yi) Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah A-ah, khol bu lèr I want love in my life, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh On the heart of a child you're blind to Pour some light on a child with the blue heart Flows of us lost at sea But we're still fighting for our peace Our freedom must come Protection for the smuggled hearts We're living out of our bruised hearts, ah-ah-ah We're living out of our blue hearts, ah-ah-ah We're living out of our miracle hearts, a-ah, a-a-ah You know, I've been dreaming of children, uh-uh Let's do right by the children of the sky, ah-ah-ah And how much longer? When will it be over? Ah-ah Let the doves find their sun
Writer(s): Alexiane Pelletier-silla, Mikaïl Standjofski-figols, Misha Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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