Lyrics: Wenta/Thomas Février
Music: Wenta/Jose Garcia
So the walk of the hungry
will make the ground tremble
And the cries of the hungry
will make the world grumble
I can feal the night cry coming
sinking my heart to the river of the fever
Such the pain to know the cry is mourning
Such a shame my song can't be healing!
And the hungry
will make the ground tremble
hear the walk of the hungry
hear the cries of the hungry on the world!
Если я у моих друзей
Mоих друзейa!
A burning sun blazed across the summer
all these lost tunes of wretched children
the long long word crashing down the world
nothing but a beautiful silence！
so the walk of the hungry
will make the ground tremble
and the cries of the hungry
will make the world grumble
so the walk (I can feal the night cry coming)
of the hungry (sinking my heart to the river of the fever)
will make the ground (Such a pain to know the cry is mourning)
tremble (Such a shame my song can't be healing!)
and the cries (I can feal the night cry coming)
of the hungry (sinking my heart to the river of the fever)
will make the world (Such a pain to know the cry is mourning)
grumble (My song can't be healing!)
will make the ground tremble
Et le pas des mendiants
fait trembler
l'État…