Heard is the singing of mistrust carols.
La,
La la la.
La,
La la la.
Heard are frightened shoppers stopping.
To purchase ammunition done.
For guns they carry everywhere.
Shocked are people who then run.
Bang,
Pop pop pop.
Bang,
Pop pop pop.
People have begun to fear with reason.
Everyone feel threats to keep.
And hark drop the shells.
Hear people yell.
On urban streets,
Hate is released.
No one is safe.
There's no escape.
Where is the peace.
No one can sleep.
Heard are frightened shoppers stopping.
To purchase ammunition done.
For guns they carry everywhere.
Shocked are people who then run.
Bang,
Pop pop pop.
Bang,
Pop pop pop.
People have begun to fear with reason.
Everyone feel threats to keep.
Hark drop the shells.
Hear people yell.
On urban streets,
Hate is released.
No one is safe.
There's no escape.
Where is the peace.
No one can sleep.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem