BURNING RIVERS (Marie Claire D'Ubaldo) Bright colored dreams of what might have been locked in the dark left to die in a cage Prisoners of conscience all dissapeared mothers and sisters still cry tears of rage Look at them, tied in a corner against the wall crazy thirst, twisted screams alive with pain dead to the ears of all Burning rivers run red with blood burn rivers of greed burning rivers run, curse us all burn rivers, burn strong, burn on Not for a moment will they forget shielding their spirit inside how they cried Look at them, tied in a corner against the wall crazy thirst, twisted screams alive with pain dead to the ears of all Burning rivers run red with blood burn rivers of greed burning rivers run, curse us all burn rivers, burn strong, burn on (Miralos, miralos acorralados en su rincn loca sed, loca sed, los ros llameantes)