Текст песни Sinead O`Connor - Scorn Not His Simplicity
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See the childWith the golden hairYet eyes that show the emptiness insideDo we knowCan we understand just how he feelsOr have we really triedSee him nowAs he stands aloneAnd watches children play a children`s gameSimple childHe looks almost like the othersYet they know he`s not the sameScorn not his simplicityBut rather try to love him all the moreScorn not his simplicityOh noOh noSee him stareNot recognizing the kind faceThat only yesterday he lovedThe loving faceOf a mother who can`t understand what she`s been guilty ofHow she cried, tears of happinessthe day the doctor told her it`s a boyNow she cries tears of helplessnessand thinks of all the things he can`t enjoyScorn not his simplicityBut rather try to love him all the moreScorn not his simplicityOh noOh noOnly he knows how to face the future hopefullySurrounded by despairHe won`t ask for your pity or your sympathyBut surely you should careScorn not his simplicityBut rather try to love him all the moreScorn not his simplicityOh noOh noOh no