The Immigrant
Harbours open there doors to the young searching foreigner
Come to live in the light of the big L of liberty
Plains and open skies bill boards would advertise
Was it anything like that when you arrived
Dream boats carried the future to the heart of America
People were waiting in line for a place by the river
Chorus
It was time when strangers were welcome here
Music would play they tell me the days were sweet and clear
It was a sweeter tune and there was so much room
That people could come from everywhere
Now he arrvies with hopes and his heart set on miracles
Come to marry his fortune with a hand full of promises
To find they've closed the door they don't want him anymore
There isn't anymore to go around
Turning away he remembers he once heard a legend
That spoke of a mystical magical land called America
It was time when strangers were welcome here
Music would play they tell me the days were sweet and clear
It was a sweeter tune and there was so much room
That people could come from everywhere
It was time when strangers were welcome here
Music would play they tell me the days were sweet and clear
It was a sweeter tune and there was so much room
That people could come from everywhere
O Imigrante
Portos abrem suas portas para o jovem estrangeiro em busca
Vem viver à luz do grande L de liberdade
Planícies e céus abertos, outdoors anunciavam
Era assim quando você chegou?
Barcos dos sonhos traziam o futuro ao coração da América
Pessoas esperavam na fila por um lugar à beira do rio
Refrão
Era uma época em que os estranhos eram bem-vindos aqui
A música tocava, me dizem que os dias eram doces e claros
Era uma melodia mais doce e havia tanto espaço
Que pessoas podiam vir de todo lugar
Agora ele chega com esperanças e o coração cheio de milagres
Vem unir sua sorte com um punhado de promessas
Descobre que fecharam a porta, não o querem mais
Não há mais espaço para ele
Virando-se, ele se lembra de que uma vez ouviu uma lenda
Que falava de uma terra mística e mágica chamada América
Era uma época em que os estranhos eram bem-vindos aqui
A música tocava, me dizem que os dias eram doces e claros
Era uma melodia mais doce e havia tanto espaço
Que pessoas podiam vir de todo lugar
Era uma época em que os estranhos eram bem-vindos aqui
A música tocava, me dizem que os dias eram doces e claros
Era uma melodia mais doce e havia tanto espaço
Que pessoas podiam vir de todo lugar