Children Of The Ghetto

Children of the ghetto,

Running wild and free

In a concrete jungle

Filled with misery.

There's no inspiration

To brighten up their day.

Wild with desperation

I would like to say:

Children of the ghetto

Keep your heads

Keep your heads

To the sky.

Children of the ghetto,

Always in the news.

Talk less is their motto

And bitter are their blues.

Deep inside the ghetto

There's a unity,

Counsels of the sorrow

And the misery.

Children of the ghetto,

Children of the ghetto,

Keep your heads

To the sky.

To the sky.

To the sky.