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THE CHILDREN ON THE BEACH song lyrics
by Joel Sattler,

based on lyrics in Italian by Francesco Mega

on the beach I see the children
playing games while they run in the sand
they're pretending to be fighting
and they pretend to be mad

and the waves they follow after
as they chase them back and forth again
as they're splashing and diving
in a race with no end

and they run while holding hands
with the dark clouds rolling on high
rising up to the blue sky
as they wave bye-bye

and as men we are children
and we speak only with scars and
our eyes burning hurting
when we cry at the stars

but the children are like angels
chasing kites up in the warm wind
breaking flowers on the vistas
as they run back again

and they have their hands to hold
as on clouds they mount and they ride
rising up to the blue sky
as they wave bye-bye

I thought that I was so sincere when
when I thought they were all mine
they have no thought and have no shame
running naked through time

in perpetual motion
they know not of the wide world
and to them it doesn't matter
if a boy or a girl

and they laugh holding hands
with not a cloud fogging up their eyes
and they rise up to the blue sky
as they wave bye-bye

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