The boy in red
There was a black, black town,
In the black, black town, there was a black, black
house,
In the black, black house, there was a black, black
room,
In the black, black room, there was a black, black
bed,
In the black, black bed, there was a boy in red.
“Get me out, get me out”, he said,
“Out of this house and out of this place!
I shall see the world and shall the Earth,
Run in the woods and discover its glades!
And I see the rain and I see the stars,
I dream with the light and dream with the air,
Yet I cannot walk and I cannot play,
And I want to dream and want to create!”
Poor boy in red, poor boy in red,
He always prayed and hoped for the best.
Poor boy in red, poor boy in red,
In the black, black bed he’s sleeping again.
The boy in red
There was a black, black town,
In the black, black town, there was a black, black
house,
In the black, black house, there was a black, black
room,
In the black, black room, there was a black, black
bed,
In the black, black bed, there was a boy in red.
“Get
me out, get me out”, he said,
“Out
of this house and out of this place!
I shall see the world and shall the Earth,
Run in the woods and discover its glades!
And I see the rain and I see the stars,
I dream with the light and dream with the air,
Yet I cannot walk and I cannot play,
And I want to dream and want to create!”
Poor boy in red, poor boy in red,
He always prayed and hoped for the best.
Poor boy in red, poor boy in red,
In the black, black bed he’s
sleeping again.
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