Children Of England
Sandra

Child,
A child plays in silence, running wild,
He´s never coming home...
King for a night (King for a night),
For a night...
Mother I´ll go far away 'cause my heart is young,
I find a way into their souls
And understand: They´re looking out for love...
Cry for the moon (Cry for the moon),
For the moon...
(Of England, England, of England, England)
My children of England...
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