I left my home, my roots
Wearing just one pair of boots
My whole family was killed
And our life imperiled
I am a normal pacifist
Don’t want to rise my fist
I believe in a sort of lord
Who never would take a sword
To destroy others in his name
What a destructive game
I left my home, my friends
With nothing in my hands
I tried to escape this insanity
To find a place of humanity
Germany might be this place
With generosity and grace
A country of fortune and peace
Where my strength may increase
And growth will be a part
With this new start
I left my home, my family and friends
I left my homeland and my roots
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