The clamour at night wakes me up,
when I am amidst beautiful dreams,
I find myself growing indifferent,
when I hear distant cries and screams.
The rising sun and the chirping birds,
these things they do not start my day,
It begins, believe me you when I confess,
with the news of someone passing away.
This war has stolen my friends from me,
it has bound me in an unbreakable chain,
People in power, this intelligent lot,
they break my hopes with concern they feign.
I ask neither for riches nor any help,
what I need is something quite small,
All I yearn is to wake up one day,
and see this land being ample for all.
Sounds of joy and words of love,
fill the space around me,
All I see are genuine smiles,
I feel at peace, I feel free.
There is nothing that could change this,
nothing more that I want,
Forever I want to remember,
this innocent jubilant chant.
Like Zues’ thunder it came,
clattering down like it is raining fire,
In a moment everything changed,
The impact vanquished all my desires.
From my sight disappeared those I cherish,
but I could well hear them wail,
I got the strength to pick myself up,
just to see my mother’s face grow pale.
As my strength caved, I could not fight it all,
I fell as I had nothing to hold,
Though it is raining fire from the sky,
It feels dark, I feel cold.