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Have you ever crossed the streets of Saigon
Surrounded by the noise of motors and horns
Where chaos has an order
An avalanche of cycles swallows you

You're sweating blood from all your pores
Yearning for a crosswalk as you know it from home
Finally your made it and you even survived
Over the road as at home a green light

From (the) Mekong river to the white cliffs of Dover
We are human, not divine
From the thousand lakes to the table mountain, we are
We are all same

Same, but different
The value of the world is always in the eye of the beholder

It's time for dinner, we order white rose
The mouth waters for an explosion of taste
Rice paper with a filling of prawn
But we all agree, tastes like it's made of a snail

From down under to the tower of London
We are human, not divine
From the red square, to the edge of Fire land, we are
We are all same

Same, but different
The value of the world is always in the eye of the beholder
So different
Even if opposed, we are all the same
Don't judge the others,
doesn't matter if they live their own way so different
(Even) if opposed, we are all the same

Open your mind to foreign cultures in this
In this endless world
Sometimes they're right
sometimes they're wrong
in your eyes
From the dawn of mankind
we all do the best we can for a better world

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