Бог - Дети стран Третьего мира - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

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Children of the third world countries come to me in a dream. They pull their little hands, ask to change this world, so that they have something. I wake up in a cold sweat, go to a demonstration to change this world.

Children of the third world countries come to me in a dream. Pull their hands.