Die Straßenkinder von Bukarest
Kastelruther Spatzen
The Street Kids of Bucharest
It's a beautiful day in winter
Who thinks about street kids?
In their eyes, the pain burns bright
They beg for just a piece of bread
And even on Holy Night
They sleep in subway shafts
Before the last dreams fade away
Let Christmas finally come to stay
The street kids of Bucharest
Lost, abandoned, all alone
And every cold winter night
Could be their last one
As long as there are still kids freezing in this world
And we don't feel their tears
No star will shine on this fest
When Christmas is in Bucharest
No star will shine on this fest
When Christmas is in Bucharest
The cold hands of children ache
But colder still are the hearts
Of the people passing by
Who just look away
'Cause nothing disturbs comfort
More than someone else's pain
What will become of this message?
And peace be with you on Earth
The street kids of Bucharest
Lost, abandoned, all alone
And every cold winter night
Could be their last one
As long as there are still kids freezing in this world
And we don't feel their tears
No star will shine on this fest
When Christmas is in Bucharest
No star will shine on this fest
When Christmas is in Bucharest
The street kids from anywhere
They concern us all
Because a little humanity
Can dry their tears
The street kids of Bucharest
Lost, abandoned, all alone
And every cold winter night
Could be their last one
As long as there are still kids freezing in this world
And we don't feel their tears
No star will shine on this fest
When Christmas is in Bucharest
Hold the little hands tight
Then Christmas will come to Bucharest too.
