Face the crowd, when he dies
Tell his loyal goodbye
Spray his name on the sky and cry
The tears of a nation

Play the funeral dance
Revolution romance,
Set your spirit in trance and cry
The tears of a nation.

Soldiers carry the train
Hundreds cry in the rain,
Thousands follow his flame and cry
The tears of a nation
It takes a statesman a certain sacrifice
Born to a mission be godlike sound and wise
The man is worthy, who serves the common
Man crowned in charisma
The leader of the land
It takes an anthem to make a nation proud
Born to a vision, the sound of the crowd
Bring hope and glory
Bring heaven down to Earth
Music for masses, music for masses

by Ale Parente 12/2008