The child cries me it's in this life,
You must sing for us.
Look at the people and believe me,
It's not a dream, it's right.
You will find a good town,
Good environment to can sing.
It wasn't a dream, I heard the child,
Cry out, John get up!
Could be true or could be fake
But the child cry me afresh;
It's in this life you can sing,
It's in this life you can be...
Not put the reason put the love,
Cellar soul, cellar soul.
Maybe it was an angel or maybe not
Maybe it was a Diablo or maybe God.
I have the picture and the information;
Cellar soul, cellar soul.
Not put the reason put the love;
Woo-woo Woo-woo Jajajajajajj
Could be true or could be fake,
But the child cry me afresh;
It's in this life you must sing
It's in this life you can be!