Sing your sweet song,

Oh angels above,

Bring us to your peace,

Where all live well,

And no children cry,

For the smallest of meals.

Bring us to the place,

Where all will be happy,

And no one shall starve,

Or be killed without chance.

Where all are kind,

Kind enough to forget,

Forget about themselves,

And kind enough to love,

Love someone else.

But wait oh sweet angels,

If we all go there,

The gaits will not hold,

So bring your peace here.

Where no one lives well,

And many children cry,

For the smallest of meals.

And where many are cruel,

Cruel enough to remember,

Remember only themselves,

And Cruel enough to forget,

Forget others.

So sing your sweet song,

Oh angels above,

Bring us your peace,

So all live well,

And no children cry,

For the smallest of meals