A boy with the earth on his hands

boy with the earth on his hands
For this child of the lowly
Fate had made other plans
He was only a man of the people
With barely his clothes to his name
But when he sang - there was magic
Touched by love's sacred flame
La fiamma sacra

Chorus
Holy fire in his soul
Born to conquer the dark
man who came ? to carry the flame
Awakening ? la fiamma sacra

He sang to the soul of a nation
voice for the meek and the strong
world of fabulous stories
Came to life in his song
With a gift for the whole of creation
He gave not for fortune or fame
simple man ? blessed with magic
Touched by love's sacred flame
La fiamma sacra

Chorus
Holy fire in his soul
Born to conquer the dark
man who came ? to carry the flame
With a voice that can speak ? to the heart

Holy fire in his soul
Born to conquer the dark
man who came ? to carry the flame
Awakening ? la fiamma sacra