Testo di Peace Echoing

Despite our greed Our severe imperfections Some of us try to shout The word of peace But these seem to vanish… And like in a dream You try to scream Remain silent You try to scream All that comes out A weak voice And you keep trying The more we try The more we die The echoes reflect What we have left For dead No respect Into reality again We find we can do it So we scream So loud, so loud The echoes multiply A multitude of voices Hoping someone Will hear us If not, I fear we might get used To such way of life…