Can you see if the world is changing?
Do the winds blow, hot and cold
Are the forest fires raging
Where are you now, Chico?
Are you looking through the
Are they shining bright and true
Your heart, your soul, your life
For which you gave your life
Your heart, your soul, your life
For which we have to fight
We lie on the forest floor
But you rise with the morning mist
You fall with the evening rose
when we reach for the sun
Are they shining bright and true,
and you need a revolution?
for which you gave your life
This is your cry, your heart,
for which we have to fight
This is your cry, your heart,
for which you gave your life
This is your cry, your heart,
for which you can do fine
this is your heart, your soul, your life
this is your heart, your soul, your life
This is the one where you
This is your heart, your soul, your life
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