Testo
Always the war in 1983
This is the world of today, whoa, whoa
In our mind, there is only the money
And there is nothing for you
Ten hours work, no flowers in the mind
Then life runs without happiness, whoa, whoa
Every day, 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? Oh-oh, oh-oh
Sometimes you hope it's only an illusion
Don't hope, it's better so
But children-power will win, I am sure
With sweet, sweet lovin' for us, oh-oh, oh-oh
Your fantasy will find new nice colour
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
You are the children
Your life will be very hard
You are the children
You're singing every day