Protect the Arctic Ocean

My heart, my heart is sad

but funny it shines

I’m standing in the mountain

high in the clouds.

Over there are the cows

moaning in quiet silence

Blue birds singing

The gold sun rising.

Beyond the mountain

In grey little figures

houses and gardens

and people waking up.

A grey cloud over the

pale city jumped up

People going to work

fighting to breathe

Opening a door

Of industrial world

Rosana

polluted air, melted ice

diseases increased twice.

To people who play gods

listen, listen, listen!

forget the power

and increase the thoughts

Protect the Arctic Ocean

My heart, my heart is sad

but funny it shines

I’m standing in the mountain

high in the clouds.

Over there are the cows

moaning in quiet silence

Blue birds singing

The gold sun rising.

Beyond the mountain

In grey little figures

houses and gardens

and people waking up.

A grey cloud over the

pale city jumped up

People going to work

fighting to breathe

Opening a door

Of industrial world

Rosana

polluted air, melted ice

diseases increased twice.

To people who play gods

listen, listen, listen!

forget the power

and increase the thoughts

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