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“The footsteps of hope”

In this world, every day, thousands of hungry poor with innocent eyes
Fall prey to the hands of death

Wherever war and disaster set foot
They leave behind only poverty and hunger

But we can bring back the sound of “the footsteps of hope” into the alleyways of sorrow

Yes, you and I, we know we can – if we join our hands

Like a bird who can
In difficult times
Fly high and low
To bring food to the nest
Like a bird who knows
Each second makes a difference between life and death

Yes, we can bring back the joyous sound of “the footsteps of hope” to the alleyways of sorrow