There are children standing here, Arms outstretched into the sky, Tears drying on their face. He has been here.
Brothers lie in shallow graves. Fathers lost without a trace. A nation blind to their disgrace, Since he's been here.
And I see no bravery, No bravery in your eyes anymore. Only sadness.
Houses burnt beyond repair. The smell of death is in the air. A woman weeping in despair says, He has been here. Tracer lighting up the sky. It's another family's turn to die. A child afraid to even cry out says, He has been here.
And I see no bravery, No bravery in your eyes anymore. Only sadness.
There are children standing here, Arms outstretched into the sky, But no one asks the question why, He has been here.
Old men kneel to accept their fate. Wives and daughters cut and raped. A generation drenched in hate. Yes, he has been here.
And I see no bravery, No bravery in your eyes anymore. Only sadness.
No Bravery
There are children standing here, Arms outstretched into the sky, Tears drying on their face. He has been here.
Brothers lie in shallow graves. Fathers lost without a trace. A nation blind to their disgrace, Since he's been here.
And I see no bravery, No bravery in your eyes anymore. Only sadness.
Houses burnt beyond repair. The smell of death is in the air. A woman weeping in despair says, He has been here. Tracer lighting up the sky. It's another families' turn to die. A child afraid to even cry out says, He has been here.
And I see no bravery, No bravery in your eyes anymore. Only sadness.
There are children standing here, Arms outstretched into the sky, But no one asks the question why, He has been here.
Old men kneel to accept their fate. Wives and daughters cut and raped. A generation drenched in hate. Yes, he has been here.
And I see no bravery, No bravery in your eyes anymore. Only sadness.
Дети стоят, Протянув руки к небу, Слезы сохнут на лице - Он был здесь.
Братья лежат в наспех вырытых могилах, Отцы пропали без вести, Нация слепа к этому позору С тех пор, как он здесь...
Вижу я – нет храбрости, Нет храбрости, взгляд твой пуст, в нем теперь Лишь печаль.
Дома сожжены дотла, их уже не спасти, Запах смерти в воздухе, Полный боли женский плач – «Он был здесь». Снаряд поднимается в воздух - Настал черёд смерти ещё одной семьи. Ребёнок боится даже плакать, говоря: Он был здесь...
Вижу я – нет храбрости, Нет храбрости, взгляд твой пуст, в нем теперь Лишь печаль.
Дети стоят, Протянув руки к небу. Но никто не спрашивает: «Зачем Он был здесь?»
Старики становятся на колени, чтобы принять судьбу, Жены и дочери изрезаны и изнасилованы, Целое поколение пропитано ненавистью - Да, он был здесь.
Вижу я – нет храбрости, Нет храбрости, взгляд твой пуст, в нем теперь Лишь печаль.