Have you ever felt the pain
when a message touches your heart so much
and you are left disturbed, distraught, paralyzed, shocked?
When you hear of things done to a child,
That are already too cruel to express.
The existence of which takes away all your courage and faith.
And you ask yourself
if the world will always be the way it is.
And you feel that despite your happiness
you do not forget the suffering of these children.
Then cry out with me the cry of a mother for her child!
How can it be that no one is here to help them?
When will it be light, when will it happen?
How long must the world see children suffer?
Cry out with me the cry of a mother for her child!
Scream the scream of all those whose strength to scream is lacking!
Cry out the cry!
Scream the scream!
Have you ever heard of heroes
who do not mind danger, suffering and contempt,
to be the voice of those who cannot otherwise be heard?
Of movements that do not cowardly look away,
but face even the darkest horrors
and give their life's work for free people.
Who let you hope again
that the world will not always be as it is.
The sun rises above you
the light already appears on the horizon.
This is the thanks of a mother and her child,
for all those who have joined the fight
against darkness and suffering.
Who are no longer silent, who no longer walk away,
but stand for the freedom of all human children.
This is the thanks of a mother and her child.
It will not be that darkness continues to gain land.
This is the cry!
For believe, it is becoming light! Believe it is happening!
A world that no longer sees children suffer!
For believe it will be light! Believe it is happening!
A world that no longer sees children suffer!
Oh, for this is the cry of a mother and her child.
Which will not fade away until the light wins in every heart.