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«No one was born to be a servant or a slave.
Who you tell me the color of the rain?
In the world that we live on, the lies said and done
They can well overrun
the power of one.
No one was born to be a slave etc.
To live and let die
To give hope and take life
Is that what you're here for?
To think you are right
To make sure it won't fly
Is a making of a hate crime
In the homes of the brave,
In the homes of the land slaves,
We are all the same
I need to believe.
There's more than the eye can see
All colors of rainbow.
No one was born to be a slave
Seek the past and place the blame
Tell me the color of the rain
No one was born to be a master»... ©
Who you tell me the color of the rain?
In the world that we live on, the lies said and done
They can well overrun
the power of one.
No one was born to be a slave etc.
To live and let die
To give hope and take life
Is that what you're here for?
To think you are right
To make sure it won't fly
Is a making of a hate crime
In the homes of the brave,
In the homes of the land slaves,
We are all the same
I need to believe.
There's more than the eye can see
All colors of rainbow.
No one was born to be a slave
Seek the past and place the blame
Tell me the color of the rain
No one was born to be a master»... ©