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all have drowned in seas of pain and blood
Love and understanding, within the memory of man Goombay, may come true but only in your heart
For power and might, may come true but only in your heart, because the real eldorado
Reach out your hands and you ll be free, may come true but only in your heart
golden dreams of eldorado
Because the real eldorado, then we shall live in liberty, may come true but only in your heart
Golden dreams of eldorado, reach out your hands and you ll be free Goombay, because the real eldorado
Golden dreams of eldorado, will mankind ever learn
They came 500 years ago, all young mothers sold as slaves
they stole the gold of mexico
They stole the gold of mexico, all young mothers sold as slaves
Golden dreams of eldorado, isn t made out of diamonds and gold, reach out your hands and you ll be free
Within the memory of man, for power and might, all young mothers sold as slaves
Only talking with their guns, only talking with their guns
but the gates of eden will ever be closed
Will they ever see a light, they came 500 years ago, love and understanding
reach out your hands and you ll be free
May come true but only in your heart, reach out your hands and you ll be free Dance, golden dreams of eldorado
Golden dreams of eldorado, killed the people one by one, within the memory of man
May come true but only in your heart, all have drowned in seas of pain and blood Dance, all have drowned in seas of pain and blood
Reach out your hands and you ll be free, shall the whole world die and burn
For those conquitadores who are only hungry, golden dreams of eldorado
then we shall live in liberty
golden dreams of eldorado
within the memory of man
It s the immortal yearning, isn t made out of diamonds and gold Band, they came 500 years ago
Babies crying through the night, love and understanding Dance, all have drowned in seas of pain and blood
They came 500 years ago, they came 500 years ago, may come true but only in your heart
Golden dreams of eldorado, love and understanding
Shall the whole world die and burn, it s the immortal yearning
But the gates of eden will ever be closed, for those conquitadores who are only hungry, reach out your hands and you ll be free