Nothing we can do, but only to cry
Being happy, we can never try
But we just look up to the sky
For the roll of thunders to hear our cry
We stay all angry
No food to eat, we just stay hungry
No one to comfort us, we just stay lonely
And we keep looking to the sky
Roll of thunders hear cry
Every day and night we try to pray
But we just stay and look up to the sky
For the roll of thunders to hear our pray
When we stay, our faces gets filled up with tears
That flows fast from our eyes
And our food is just feel pain
I ask myself why was I born to the world of pain
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