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A child is born on a battlefield |
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A soldier boy falls to his knees |
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And a woman cries in joy and pain |
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When will we live in peace again? |
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A child is born where the wild wind blows |
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In a country torn from the south to the north |
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And a family runs from day to day |
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When will we see our home again? |
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When will we see the simple truth |
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The only thing that's worth a damn |
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Life of a child is more than a forest |
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Life of a child is more than a border, could ever be |
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A child is born in the desert sun |
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A tiny life has just begun |
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And a mother cries for her hungry baby |
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When will I feed my boy again? |
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A child is born to an ordinary home |
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East or west, it could be anyone |
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But we all wanna know, will my child survive to see the day |
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When we will be secure again? |
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When will we see the simple truth |
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That the only thing that's worth a damn |
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Life of a child is more than a forest |
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Life of a child is more than a border |
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Life of a child is more than a region |
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Life of a child is only a heartbeat from eternity |
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We must believe for the sake of humanity |
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Oh, we must believe |
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For the sake of humanity, we must believe |
