Song of the night, war of the flea, deep inside the jungle you will find me.
War of the small, war of the flea, where the strongest bomb is human,
who is bursting to be free.
And the moon will be my lantern, and my heart will find a way
to sow the seeds of courage that will blossom in the day,
to fashion up a garden so green before they came,
and joy will be mine.
And the sun will be the sunshine, and our tears will be the rain.
Song of the night, war of the flea, deep inside the jungle you will find me.
War of the small, war of the flea, deep inside the jungle you will find me.
War of the small, war of the flea, deep inside the jungle you will find me.
Where the strongest bomb is human, who is bursting to be free.
And this cave will be my shelter, and the earth will be my bed,
and life will be the pillow upon which I'll lay my head.
And death may come tomorrow,
and dreams may come tonight,
to frighten off the demons that still remain to fight.
And the moon will be my lantern, and my heart will find a way
to sow the seeds of courage that will blossom in the day,
And the moon will be my lantern, and my heart will find me.
War of the night, war of the flea, deep inside the jungle you will find me.
And the moon will be my lantern, and my heart will find a way
War of the night, war of the flea, deep inside the jungle you will find me.
Where the strongest bomb is human, who is bursting to be free.
War of the night, war of the flea, deep inside the jungle you will find me.
War of the night, war of the flea, deep inside the jungle you will find me.
Thank you.