A keresés eredménye

Lullaby, Lullaby, My Little Baby

We are long-way migrants
We are wounded, our wound is deep
We are thirsty and hungry in these deserts
We are old and elderly, we are women and we are young
 
Lullaby, lullaby, my little baby
Patience and peace of my life
You're melting in front of me
I can not do anything
 
Like the giants they fired their eyes
They attacked with Napalm
They did spring the dark and black
They split the sweet life
 
My son's sweet and expensive life
It goes cheap today, this way
A death as that
It is very difficult, painful and unsteady