When the poor man sings

When the poor man sings

When the poor man sings,
the rich man dies.
When the little man cries,
The big man dives.
When the singing man dreams
The dying man lives.
When we sing,
the song dances

When the lives of many is touched
the cries of many is felt.
When the dreams of the damned is raised,
the hopes quivers.
When the earth shatters,
The same goes for ground beneath you.