Детство Менгисту Хайле Мариама

That's the story of
Little boy who was
Looking for the truth
With no way getting in.
"Why you people build
All this huge machines,
If you could just take off
And run into the sky".
He was full of doubts
And the fairy clouds
were making his head is not bright.
He was such a kind
That was lost to find
Now tell me what it is
Then you're got on your curious mind.

Fly to the other side
Where the mistery burning moonlight.
Right where the free birds fly
And you never get back from the sky.

Whatever happens
The birds fly home to these great trees.
Whatever happens
The time will wash The foolish fears.
Just happy tears
Just green and blue...

Anything you can get it
in a dream.
Any role you can set it
in a dream.
And prise you'll pay
For the brand new day.

Fly to the other side
Where the mistery burning moonlight.
Right where the free birds fly
And you never get back from the sky.