Written by Marek Makowski

He walked totally alone
Without food with hope
People will help him
And his family
He walked from place to place
From door to another doors
He ask for help
His parents are very sick
And only one thing he always heard

Chorus
Stranger boy
Who'll believe you?
You're the stranger
From the street
With yours dirty hands
Just dirty stranger boy
From the street
Go looking for in other place
Maybe somebody's believe you
But not me, but not my family

Another day in his researching
Won't bringing any fruitful hope
That, his father, his mother will be alive
With their health and diseases
Just the medicines are too expensive
Our son, is walking and looking for help
But nobody's willing to help this poor boy

Chorus
Stranger boy
Who'll believe you?
You're the stranger
From the street
With yours dirty hands
Just dirty stranger boy
From the street
Go looking for in other place
Maybe somebody's believe you
But not me, but not my family

When the hope was walking away
Some one shouts to him
He can't believe
Somebody came, to help
He can't believed
Somebody wants to help him
And his family
That wasn't these words as before

Chorus
Stranger boy
Who'll believe you?
You're the stranger
From the street
With yours dirty hands
Just dirty stranger boy
From the street
Go looking for in other place
Maybe somebody's believe you
But not me, but not my family

The man said
In his eyes
In his hands
Just one big bomb of joy
Not so stranger boy
Just from street
With his dirty hands
And suffering family
They need people's help

Chorus x 3
Stranger boy
Who'll believe you?
You're the stranger
From the street
With yours dirty hands
Just dirty stranger boy
From the street
Go looking for in other place
Maybe somebody's believe you
But not me, but not my family

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