In The Ghetto

In The Ghetto (在贫民窟) (Live on Re:covered) - Ronan Keating (罗南·基庭)

As the snow flies

On a cold

And gray chicago morning

A poor little baby

Child is born

In the ghetto

And his mama cries

Cause if there's one thing

That she don't need

It's another hungry

Mouth to feed

In the ghetto

In the ghetto

People

Don't you understand

The child a needs

Helping hand

Or he'll grow to be an

Angry man young some day

Take a look at you and me

Are we too blind to see

Do we simply turn our heads

The other way

Well the world turns

And a hungry little boy

With a runny nose

Plays in the street

As the cold wind blows

In the ghetto

In the ghetto

And his hunger burns

So he starts to roam

The streets at night

And he learns how to steal

And he to learns fighthow

In the ghetto

In the ghetto

Then one night in desperation

The young man breaks away

He buys a gun

Steals a car

Tries to run

But he don't get far

And his mama cries

As a crowd gathers round

An angry young man

Face down on the street

With a gun in his hand

In the ghetto

In the ghetto

And as her young man dies

On a cold

And gray chicago morning

Another little

Baby child is born

In the ghetto

In the ghetto

And his mama cries

In the ghetto

In the ghetto