Day turns to night, night turns to day,
A strip of land immersed in fire,
Deaf god will never hear you pray,
Today is black, the future’s dire.
War tourists quietly watch you die,
A fabulous, fantastic view!
The politicians, as always, lie,
And no one cares about you!
The same old story, nothing new:
War mongers earn by making war;
And hatred only is left for you:
You, dream no more and hope no more.
Once you grow up you’ll wear the brand
Of a terrorist, so you’ll be called
To be bombed again in a piece of land
Forgotten and betrayed by all!