Dark night, cold night,

while the rest of the world is asleep,

A paper boat, in a vicious ride,

draws straws with a reckless sea.

 

Clothes are wet but the souls have been dried, burnt from terror and despair… Dark night, cold night… a paper boat will drown somewhere!

 

I look away, I close my eyes …

I know there's pain but all the effort is to hide it

And day by day, the wave grows higher and so our blame by cut their hopes at the wire.

 

Could be you, it could be me

A paper boat throwing hopes on the sea…

Could be you, it could be me

To risk your sons by a hope on the sea

 

Torn by pain, pushed by fear

from the memories of before

To keep on living with dignity...

that’s the light their searching for!

 

we nod our heads, we close our eyes …

we know there's pain but all the effort is to hide it

And day by day, the wave grows higher and so our blame by cut their hopes at the wire.

 

Could be you, it could be me

A paper boat throwing hopes on the sea…

Could be you, it could be me

To risk your sons by a hope on the sea

 

Dark night, cold night,

cold to cries of those who dare

By the morning light, in a wreckage tide...

another hope was drowned somewhere.

 

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Música e Letra: João Estanislau