Jose

in the streets of sao paulo
in the morning light
there are children begging there
waiting for the night
maria searching for her child
where are you mosaic/hausey
he doesn't hear his mother's cry
they've taken mosaic away
she always carries his picture around
on a printed mosaic
she ask the other children there
handreds every day
she think she sees him here in the crowd
she's running calling his name
she turns around and pass him again
so many just to sing(?)
and when the shades of eveningcome
street children hide away
them man with guns they roam around
lurking for their prey
in the sewers the children lay
they are full of fear
so many like 'em every night
they just dissapear
there are children in this town
who are need and keep
they have mates and go to school in the lemosine
theyr parents pay the men with the guns
to keep them safe and sound
they toke hausey in the night
cleaning up the town
【in the park of butterflys
in the may day sun
he can grip the violet and gold
there's live begone
they fly and weep along the flowers
they will never know pain
the story comes and breeze the wind
in the tropical rain】
每次听到这里精神没法集中，觉得歌词变得特别模糊。
请能者校正补齐并确立男孩的名字~
in the streets of sao paulo
in the morning light
there are children begging there
waiting for the night
there's a picture of mary and jesus
hanging on the wall
no one here maria's cry
no one hears it at all
no one here maria's cry
no one hears her at all
by猫猫