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    The poem describes life in a slum called Paraiso, where the river has dried up, no birds fly due to smoke, and grass does not grow. The speaker lives in a cardboard house with rag clothes and plastic bags, but feels free. They dream that seeing a single bird would bring joy, and hope the world understands Paraiso and lends truth, hope and respect to its tired and hungry people.

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    Paraiso by Smokey Mountain lyrics

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    The poem describes life in a slum called Paraiso, where the river has dried up, no birds fly due to smoke, and grass does not grow. The speaker lives in a cardboard house with rag clothes and plastic bags, but feels free. They dream that seeing a single bird would bring joy, and hope the world understands Paraiso and lends truth, hope and respect to its tired and hungry people.

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    Paraiso Lyrics

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    The poem describes life in a slum called Paraiso, where the river has dried up, no birds fly due to smoke, and grass does not grow. The speaker lives in a cardboard house with rag clothes and plastic bags, but feels free. They dream that seeing a single bird would bring joy, and hope the world understands Paraiso and lends truth, hope and respect to its tired and hungry people.

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    Paraiso Smokey Mountain I.

    . Return to a land called paraiso A place where a dying river ends No birds dare fly over paraiso No space allows them to endure The smoke that screens the air The grass that's never there Refrain 1: And if I could see a single bird What a joy! I try to write some words and create A simple song to be heard by the rest of the world II. I live in a 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 colds Refrain 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 Chorus: Paraiso, help me make a stand Paraiso, take me by the hand Paraiso, make the world understand That if I could see a single bird What a joy! This tired and hungry land could expect Some truth and hope and respect From the rest of the world Repeat Refrain 2 Repeat Chorus

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