BURNING RIVERS (Marie Claire D'Ubaldo)



Bright colored dreams of what might have been

locked in the dark left to die in a cage



Prisoners of conscience all dissapeared

mothers and sisters still cry tears of rage



Look at them, tied in a corner against the wall

crazy thirst, twisted screams

alive with pain dead to the ears of all



Burning rivers run red with blood

burn rivers of greed

burning rivers run, curse us all

burn rivers, burn strong, burn on



Not for a moment will they forget

shielding their spirit inside

how they cried



Look at them, tied in a corner against the wall

crazy thirst, twisted screams

alive with pain dead to the ears of all



Burning rivers run red with blood

burn rivers of greed

burning rivers run, curse us all

burn rivers, burn strong, burn on



(Miralos, miralos acorralados en su rincón

loca sed, loca sed, los ríos llameantes