A long ago, when he was young he wandered
Fully free of anger
The sky above, his feet well on the ground
It was the time of innocence, and playing
Just the faith to believe
In human kind, the blue world will go on
Poor little boy
Will grow up
Will lose his dreams
They cover him with rags, they laugh at him now
Can't they feel the sorrow
No dignity, the joy to throw him down
Poor little boy
Will grow up
Will lose his dreams