Americano

(This is Maflaa station, 7.29.89. The streets are empty, devoid of life. The sun beats down on a desolate landscape, a land ravaged by persecution. Only a handful of survivors remain, clinging to life in this living nightmare, god help us)

Where are they?
Where's the love?
Is this the end?
Something's missing

Am I in a stranger's land?
No more children growing up
No more wonderland
Are we awake?

What I see is running, running, running for their lives
What I see is burning, burning, burning city nights
Set me on fire
'Coz we are fighters
And nobody can bring us down

American dream, Americano
We were born in an opportunity land
Where all our people built a town of hope
'Coz we are, we all, we are Americanos
American sing, Americano
We help and give a friendly hand
Where all our people taught us to be good Americanos
Americanos

Where are you from?
Where did they come?
What were they told?
How did they build their home?

Am I in a stranger's land?
No more children growing up
No more wonderland
Are we awake?

What I see is running, running, running for their lives
What I see is burning, burning, burning city nights
Set me on fire
'Coz we are fighters
And nobody can bring us down

American dream, Americano
We were born in an opportunity land
Where all our people built a town of hope
'Coz we are, we all, we are Americanos
American sing, Americano
We help and give a friendly hand
Where all our people taught us to be good Americanos
Americanos

Is this land of liberty
Full of history?
Don't let anyone bring it down
Just for whim
We're White, Latin, Black, German, Russian, or Italian (oh, oh)
French, London, Australian, Mexican, Guatemalan (oh, oh)
Show what an American is made of
Call liberty what we've shown
Help and give a hand
Nobody owns a land
Not even a man
Show what an American is

American dream, Americano
We were born in an opportunity land
Where all our people built a town of hope
'Coz we are, we all, we are Americanos
American sing, Americano
We help and give a friendly hand
Where all our people taught us to be good Americanos

American dream, Americano
We were born in an opportunity land
Where all our people built a town of hope
'Coz we are, we all, we are Americanos
American sing, Americano
We help and give a friendly hand
Where all our people taught us to be good Americanos
Americanos

(Spread love to our sisters and brothers...)