If you could spread the innocence of every child on earth,
If you could spill your memory chest in worlds of lasting mirth
If you could spread your heart into the hopeless empty night,
Would you face a certain death to save your brother's life?
Whatever undertaking your soul, your heart, can prove,
There's nothing there can compare to love you give in truth.
Even if you drain your blood into the goodwill well,
Waiting for the angels would you save your brother's health?
If you could sail the skies with spirits that are free
and conquer evil forces that stir the warlord's greed.
If you could show true pictures to those destroying earth,
the marvelous visions that you leave would guide your brother's worth.