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If I were of the good Lord
If I knew the prayers
if I had blue blood
the gift of erasing and redoing everything
if I were queen or magician
princess, fairy, great captain
of a noble regiment
if I had the steps of a giant
I I would put the sky in control
all the tears in the river
and the sands would bloom or even hope spins
I would sow utopias, bending would be forbidden
we would no longer look away.
if I had thousands and cents
the talent, the strength or the charms
of the masters, the powerful
if I notice the keys to their souls
if I knew how to take up arms
to the fire of an army of titans
I would light flames
in dreams extinct children
I would put colors to sorrows
I would invent Edens
to no chances, to no stars, to less than nothing
but I only have a heart in rags
and two hands held out with twigs
a voice that the wind chases away in the morning
but if our bare hands come together
our millions of hearts together
if our voices united
what winters would resist?
a strong world, a soul mate earth
we will build in these ashes
little by little, crumb by crumb
drop by drop and heart to heart
little by little, crumb by crumb
drop by drop and heart to heart