[Verse 1]
Return to a land called paraiso
A place where a dying river ends
No birds there fly over paraiso
No space allows them to endure
The smoke that screens the air
The grass that's never there
[Pre-Chorus 1]
And if I could see a single bird, what a joy
I try to write some words and create
A simple word to be heard
By the rest of the world
[Verse 2]
I live in this land called paraiso
In a house made of cardboard floors and walls
I learned to be free in paraiso
Free to claim anything I see
Matching rags for my clothes
Plastic bags for the cold
[Pre-Chorus 2]
And if empty cans were all I have, what a joy
I never fight to take someone
Else’s coins and live with fear
Like the rest of the boys
Return to a land called paraiso
A place where a dying river ends
No birds there fly over paraiso
No space allows them to endure
The smoke that screens the air
The grass that's never there
[Pre-Chorus 1]
And if I could see a single bird, what a joy
I try to write some words and create
A simple word to be heard
By the rest of the world
[Verse 2]
I live in this land called paraiso
In a house made of cardboard floors and walls
I learned to be free in paraiso
Free to claim anything I see
Matching rags for my clothes
Plastic bags for the cold
[Pre-Chorus 2]
And if empty cans were all I have, what a joy
I never fight to take someone
Else’s coins and live with fear
Like the rest of the boys
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