I was born in the crossfire
And all I had was a flower in my hands
Those airplanes made me lift my head
But they made me fall to the ground
And when I felt alone facing the end
There was no love, only sadness and smoke
In the fields, love remains true
But love has turned away from us
Fire and hatred united on earth
And what sprouted? You
The war has a few reasons
Power and money
That won't make you any better