Can the naive ask, can a child question
when led quietly in the schools
things to many by only a few
silent exchange for the gold of fools
We cannot deny what we feel
if we want to walk in paradise fields
Can you hear the cries? So silent, yet so vivid
open your eyes, endorsed moralities
Who will take? Who will give?
Who will listen? Who will hear?
Who will stop and hear the angels cry?
Can we for once stop and witness
that brief candlelight
People swear to the angels
with the devil nowhere in sight
In all matters common sense
The blind see the grandest thing
The deaf hear the sweetest sound
And only the righteous walk in paradise fields