Charles Aznavour
Color My Life
Color My Life
The earth is dying
The oceans are trash
And the seafronts are dirty
From Chernobyl to swarms
See stillborn fetuses being born
In fifty years what will we do
Of these millions of rubbish
And this nuclear waste
Which countries do not want more
Beneath our feet the promised land
Heritage of our children
Little by little agonizing
No one cares and yet
Species that have become rare
Are disappearing
And ugliness sings victory
Under plastic and concrete

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