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tää on hyvä.........



when i get older, i wil be stonger, they call me
freedom, just ike a waving flag
and then it goes back, then it goes back,tthen it goes
back.

born to a throne, stronger than rome but violent prone,
poor people zone, but it's my home, all i have known,
where i got grown, streets we would roam.

but out of the darkness, i come the farthest, among the
hardest survival, learn from the streets, it can be bleak
except no defeat, surrender retreat.

so we struggling, fighting to eat and we wonderling,
when we'll be free,so patently wait, for that fateful day,
it's not far away, so for now we say.

when i get older, i well be stronger,they vall me
freedom, just like a waving flag, and then it goes
back, and then it goes back and then it goes back

so many wars, settling scores, bringing us promises,
leaving us poor,i heard them say, love is the way,
love is the answer that's what they say........

kuunnelkaa tää...... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KhXOKUBGSRw&feature=related