Chiquitita, tell me what's wrong You're enchained by your own sorrow In your eyes there is no hope for tomorrow How I hate to see you like this There
But you are not alone For I am here with you Though we're far apart You're always in my heart But you are not alone 'Lone, 'lone Why, 'lone Just the other
Is it a kind of a dream Floating out on the tide Following the river of death downstream Oh is it a dream? There's a fog along the horizon A strange
