Don’t give up

In the middle of the bridge I was thinking
Thinking about a way to set me free
Glancing to the world that is stinking
With words that grows like a cancer tree

The river, invited me to start the linking
Through the open paradise below the sea
Chains and manacles dazzled my blinking
Forcing me to be on my own knee

“Don’t give up” – I heard a whispered voice
But how, if I had no other choice
At this world where I feel exhaust

And the miracle of hope started growing
And above the sky an Angel was showing
The path to the place that I thought was lost