WE´RE ALL HUNTING FOR SOMEONE,
SOMETHING WE DON´T KNOW WHAT,
´CAUSE NONE OF US ARE
SATISFIED WITH THINGS WE KNOW WE ´VE GOT.
IN PARADISE WHERE ALL THE DEAD ARE LIVING,
MAY WE ONE DAY JOIN THEM ALL THERE.
IN PARADISE.
MORNING HAS BROKEN LIKE THE FIRST MORNING,
BLACKBIRD HAS SPOKEN LIKE THE FIRST BIRD.
PRAISE FOR THE SINGING, PRAISE FOR THE MORNING,
PRAISE FOR THEM SPRINGING FRESH FROM THE WORLD.
GOD´S RECREATION OF THE NEW WORLD .
NO MATTER WHAT THEY TELL ME, NO MATTER WHAT THEY DO,
NO MATTER WHAT THEY TEACH ME, WHAT WE BELIVE IS TRUE.
NO MATTER WHAT IF THEY CALL ME, HOWEVER THEY ATTACK
NO MATTER WHERE THEY TAKE ME, I´LL FIND MY OWN WAY BACK.
I CAN´T DENY WHAT I BELIVE, I CAN´T BE WHAT I´M NOT.
NO MATTER WHO THEY FOLLOW ,NO MATTER WHERE THEY LEAD,
NO MATTER HOW THEY JUDGE ME ,NO MATTER IF THE SUN DON´T SHINE,
OR IF THE SKYES ARE BLUE , NO MATTER WHAT THE ENDING,
MY LIFE BAGAN WITH WAR.
I CAN´T DENY WHAT I BELIVE ,I CAN´T BE WHAT I´M NOT