Bambini [English translation]

Child

Armed and disarmed in a picture

Without happiness

Browsed and laid out on a page in this life alone

That won't heal you

I'll grow up and be a little more of a man

Yet

Another war will rock me

I'll grow up I'll fight this fear

That now is freeing me

Children running on city's black walls

They all know about the love you take

And never give

They know how to sell silence and evil

Their little freedom

They sell white powder to our years

And to mercy

Children, children

Child

In a jar a seed is locked up

Like a drink

You know that each of your future tears

Has a price

Like music

I don't know which child tonight

Will open wounds and images

Will open

The closed doors and a boundary

In this land of men

Land of men... oh child

What is the square in Buenos Aires where

they betrayed

Your father, his past murdered

Desapareçidos

Children running on city's black walls

They all know about the love you take

And never give

They know how to sell silence and evil

Their little freedom

They sell white powder to our years

And to mercy

Children, children

Child

Armed and disarmed in a picture without

happiness

Browsed and laid out on a page in this life alone

That will smile to you

• Artist:Paola Turci