A crying child in her mother's arms Wrapped in a blanket to keep it warm Their whole life turned to a misery But they lost all They live on the streets for quite a while Cause their father died in a brutal fight From their on they were on their own Nobody cares they were left alone Now they are begging to get along In these times they must be very strong They have lost all except of their pride They'll never give up until they die All what they have left is their faith It is the hope for some better days So very often they think of the past Gives them a feeling which never last So what can we do To end this misery