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I'd like to dedicate this next song
To those who lost their lives
In London, in the UK bombings last week
And in Iraq
I want to turn our song into a prayer
And our prayer is that we- they, we
Do not become a monster
In order to defeat a monster
That's our prayer
Is there a time for keeping your distance?
A time to turn your eyes away?
Is there a time for keeping your head down?
For getting on with the day?
Is there a time for kohl and lipstick?
A time for cutting hair?
Is there a time for high street shopping?
To find the right clothes to wear
Here she comes
Heads turn around
Here she comes
To take her crown
Is there a time to run for cover?
A time for kiss and tell?
Is there a time for different colours?
Different names you find so hard to spell
Is there a time for First Communion?
A time for synagogue?
Is there a time to turn to Mecca?
A beauty queen before God
Here she comes
Beauty plays the clown
Here she comes
Surreal in her crown
Dice che il fiume trova la via al mare
Che come il fiume, giungerai a me
Oltre i confini e le terre assetate
Dici che come il fiume
Come il fiume
L'amore giungerà
L'amore
E non so più pregare
E quell'amore non so più sperare
E quell'amore non so più aspettare
Is there a time to share values?
A time to turn aside?
Is there a time
A time for human rights?
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