Nineteen sixty-eight, America is frozen
An angel protests, the bolts are rusty
The breath of the ghettos
Black gloves rise one evening in Mexico
Martin Luther King's martyred dream
A naked child burned, Bobby's assassinated
Black Panther hunted, lesson of intolerance
This woman is guilty, guilty of hope
You know you'll never walk alone
In November 2008, an evening in Chicago
The States unite and change their skin
If the world bows and talks to us about luck
Tonight, Angela, it's you I'm thinking of
You know you'll never walk alone
Angela my sister, Angela my sister
Angela my sister, Angela my sister
Your name echoes in our lives
Your name echoes in our lives