Raise your voices to the sky
We are that chosen generations no lie
A blessing upon the dying
Forever young and glowing
Raise you faces to the heavens
Stand tall and fear no ravens
For come what may, our mission shall be fulfilled
Waves and undercurrent shake us be,
Afloat our hull continually be
Raise your faces into the wind
Let it know that all shall be well
In our land shall we continually dwell
Peace shall reign is all I shall tell
Raise your arms and smile
Believing that after these tears is a smile
Impossible though it seems but all’s less than a mile
Whirlwind and thunderstorms strike us be,
Off into the air our kites be
A tiny little voice today
A force to reckon with someday
A slave of this generation
Master of a great nation
Blood splashed, atrocities committed
Soul lashed, mistakes corrected
I say this ‘cause I believe in the word Brethren
I know this ‘cause I believe in the word “CHILDREN”
beautiful
wondering what the meaning of the title is……………..Kinder der zukunft