I'm going to create a song so that I can exist
To move the earth, the men, and survive
To heal my heart and let the mind flow
To lift the spirit and let it reach the end
I wasn't born without a cause
I wasn't born without faith
To shout at those who don't feel
And thus chase happiness
I'm going to create a song to respect the sky
To shake the roots of this field and make it sprout
To move the waters and the green poison that's around
To lift the spirit and let it live in peace
I wasn't born without a cause
I wasn't born without faith
To shout at those who lie to us
And thus chase happiness
And thus chase happiness
That it's a birthright
It's the engine of our movement
Because I demand freedom of thought
If I don't ask for it that's because I'm dying
It's a birthright
To look at the fruits left by dreams
In a single voice and one feeling
And that this cry cleans our wind
I'm going to create a song so that I can demand
That they don't take from the poor what cost them so much to build
So that the stolen gold won't crush our future
So that those who have plenty don't find it so hard to share
I'm going to raise my song to wake them up
Those who go asleep through life unwilling to look
So that the river won't carry blood, but carry flowers and heal the evil
To lift the spirit and let it live in peace
I wasn't born without a cause
I wasn't born without faith
To shout at those who don't feel
And thus chase happiness
It's a birthright
It's the engine of our movement
Because I demand freedom of thought
If I don't ask for it that's because I'm dying
It's a birthright
To eat the fruits left by dreams
In a single voice one feeling
That this cry cleans our wind
I'm going to create a communal song
I'm going to invent a universal mantra
That flows into awareness, to rescue our soul
Discovering the wonder of respecting every moment again, yes
Every experience, every color, every smell, every instant
To resist in sadness and always walk forward
Always aware, always triumphant
I'm going to create a beautiful song
I'm going to end all my crying
I'm going to create a pile of dreams
Where the whole world fits
Where we're all owners
I'm going to create a beautiful song
I'm going to end all my crying
I'm going to applaud with all my people
To lift the spirit and let it live in peace
A motor is a movement
To lift our song to the wind
It's hugging each other with feeling
A motor is a movement
To lift our song to the wind
A motor is a movement