Look at the window to see the destruction.
And maybe I'll never go back to the streets again
I heard, at midnight, the sirens warning
And maybe I'll never go back to the streets again

and live happy no more

I saw, a child,
Burned in her skin
Scaping for starvation
Those signs she'll get forever and never

Then roll up your slleves and get buzy
And prepare your soul for hard work
Don't cry anymore and try it again
If you need by the whole night
The power of men gets to the ends

Look at the window to see the destruction.
And maybe I'll never go back to the streets again.
Hear on the radio, the war is over!
And I need to build my nation again!
And maybe... happy no more...

Down on my knees...
Our destiny
Is crying out for the justice.
Oh Lord! Please have mercy!!

The war is over.
Filling of emptyness...
My body, heart, and soul
Oh! Please Lord, have mercy!