We dream of a world

We ask not

For a world

Of our own

We fight not

For land to own

We dream to share with you

A world crackling with laughter

We are green grasses

In a field of wrestling elephants

Trampled under the jackboots

Of those called to save

Yet we dream

Of a world

Of angels in a banquet

Of ethereal bliss

As we carry a mighty hope

In our little hearts

For a future we are dying to live

A lonely world it will be

Unless you share it with us

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