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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Smokey Mountain
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ryan Cayabyab
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ryan Cayabyab
Producer
Lyrics
Return to a land called paraiso
A place where a dying river ends
No birds there fly over paraiso
No space allows them to endure
The smoke that screens the air
The grass that's never there
And if I could see a single bird, what a joy
I try to write some words and create
A simple song to be heard
By the rest of the world
I live in this land called paraiso
In a house made of cardboard floors and walls
I learned to be free in paraiso
Free to claim anything I see
Matching rags for my clothes
Plastic bags for the cold
And if empty cans were all I have, what a joy
I never fight to take someone
Else's coins and live with fear
Like the rest of the boys
Paraiso, help me make a stand
Paraiso, take me by the hand
Paraiso, make the world understand
That if I could see a single bird, what a joy
This tired and hungry land could expect
Some truth and hope and respect
From the rest of the world
And if empty cans were all I have, what a joy
I never fight to take someone
Else's coins and live with fear
Like the rest of the boys
Paraiso, help me make a stand
Paraiso, take me by the hand
Paraiso, make the world understand
That if I could see a single bird, what a joy
This tired and hungry land could expect
Some truth and hope and respect
From the rest of the world
Paraiso, help me make a stand
Paraiso, take me by the hand
Paraiso, make the world understand
That if I could see a single bird, what a joy
This tired and hungry land could expect
Some truth and hope and respect
From the rest of the world
And if I could see a single bird, what a joy
This tired and hungry land could expect
Some truth and hope and respect
From the rest of the world
Writer(s): Raymundo Cipriano, P Cayabyab
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