Blacks are blacks
Everyone is equal
At saint johns cathedral
The colours are bright
With a certain light
Whites are born to be rich
And the blacks are born an itch
The building is standing tall
And on the inside is a gret hall
The blacks wants to be free
And the white needs to let them be.
Af Janne, Lina, Isabel, Amar and Frederik
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