Pour les enfants du monde entier

For the children of the world
Who have nothing left to hope for
I would like to say a prayer
To all the Masters of the Earth
For every child that disappears
It's the Universe drawing a line
On a hope for the future
Of being able to belong to us
I've seen children go away
Smiling and light-hearted
Towards death and paradise
That adults had promised
But when they stepped on mines
It was Mozart being assassinated
If happiness comes at this price
What hell has it been fed from?
And how much will we have to pay
With silence and darkness
To erase in memories
The memory of their story?
What testament, what gospel
What blind or foolish hand
Can condemn so much innocence
To so many tears and sufferings?
Fear, hatred, and violence
Set fire to their childhood
Their paths have been lined
With misery and barbed wire
Can we convince a dictator
To listen to his heart beat a little?
Can we wish for a president
To cry from time to time too?
For the children of the world
Who have no voice but to cry
I would like to say a prayer
To all the Masters of the Earth
In your sleep of sleeping pills
Where you sleep with your eyes open
Let the magic of your childlike hearts
Blow for a moment
Since we know around the world
How to make peace for a few seconds
In the name of the Father and for Christmas
May the truce be eternal
May it forever silence grudges
And soothe deep in the hearts
Vengeance and cruelty
Until the end of eternity
I don't have a shadow of power
But I have a heart full of hope
And songs for today
That are anthems for life
And from ghettos, slums
From the heart of the century of exile
Voices rise up everywhere
Making people stand up and sing
You can close your borders
Block your ports and rivers
But songs travel by foot
Secretly in closed hearts
It's the mothers who teach them
To their children who pick them up
They will eventually burst
Under the sky of freedom
For the children of the world.