In The Ghetto - Ronan Keating

In The Ghetto (在贫民窟) (Live on Re:covered) - Ronan Keating (罗南·基庭)
As the snow flies
On a cold
And gray chicago morning
A poor little baby
Child is born
In the ghetto
And his mama cries
Cause if there's one thing
That she don't need
It's another hungry
Mouth to feed
In the ghetto
In the ghetto
People
Don't you understand
The child a needs
Helping hand
Or he'll grow to be an
Angry man young some day
Take a look at you and me
Are we too blind to see
Do we simply turn our heads
The other way
Well the world turns
And a hungry little boy
With a runny nose
Plays in the street
As the cold wind blows
In the ghetto
In the ghetto
And his hunger burns
So he starts to roam
The streets at night
And he learns how to steal
And he to learns fighthow
In the ghetto
In the ghetto
Then one night in desperation
The young man breaks away
He buys a gun
Steals a car
Tries to run
But he don't get far
And his mama cries
As a crowd gathers round
An angry young man
Face down on the street
With a gun in his hand
In the ghetto
In the ghetto
And as her young man dies
On a cold
And gray chicago morning
Another little
Baby child is born
In the ghetto
In the ghetto
And his mama cries
In the ghetto
In the ghetto