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Dreams SpectatorMany they are, dreaming about freedomFrom slavery, war and misery they want to escape Outcasts in the world, seeking their destiny Running away from home, to their neighbor's land It doesn´t matter how, "I go to Europe or Die" The deal is done, they embark on the sea They´re just a number more, overcrowded like rats Crossing deserts from south to north to get the shore Many they are, dreaming about freedom From slavery, war and misery they want to escape The dreams spectator only sees them passing by Smuggling desires of the hopeless, trading with their lives The dreams spectator only sees them passing by Leave the moorings of deception, in a nutshell drift along Despair, waves and screams soak the night Drowned in their cries, asking why The yearnings for a better future crumble, with frozen water and nothing to hold on to. When help arrives, only a few survive Disgrace begins to fade out; their lives are “free” now But the ones that were left behind, are now part of the water graveyard. |