Child of tomorrow! Child of future call!
The world feels the sorrow,
feels when nature moans.
The grip is hard of man’s hand
on earth-nature’s throat!
Child of tomorrow: when will you be born?
I can see dead stuff in the water,
the poison of greed in the air,
bloodshed and misunderstanding
The demons are multiplying,
want to kill the heart of earth.
Child of tomorrow: will this end with your birth?
Peace, love and joy and unity sweet
are the golden answers, you know,
to all this sickening mischief,
to the mad exploitation
of all that should be preserved.
Child of tomorrow: can you bring light to the earth?
In long, lonely dark hours
I endure the panic and the pain
of the crisis of humanity, the struggle for the grain.
In me I feel the power, the fire that will survive.
Child of tomorrow: first born from my soul’s height.
And I can see the other morning,
can see the growing light.
Sometimes we must endure,
sometimes we have to cry.
Sometimes it’s good to wait,
sometimes it’s good to try.
Child of tomorrow: sure, I’ll be on your side.
Lyrics & Music: Michel Montecrossa, © Mira Sound Germany