I don't know if you can hear me
Or if you're even there
I don't know if you would listen to a gypsy's prayer
Yes I know I'm just an outcast
I shouldn't speak to you
Still I see your face and wonder
Were you once an outcast too
God help the outcasts
Hungry from birth
Show them the mercy
They don't find on Earth
God help my people
We look to you still
God help the outcasts
Or nobody will
God help the outcasts
Hungry from birth
Show them the mercy
They don't find on Earth
God help my people
We look to you still
God help the outcasts
Or nobody will
I dont now it's you resone
Why summer plates some notch
Why did city into fevours
They fair us feeus try not see us
I ask for nothing
I can get by
But I know so many
Less lucky than I
Please help my people
The poor and down- trod
I thought we all were children of God
The proten the lucky
The we can the orth
I found the aworld
Children of God
