(Morgan)

Fly, little bird, to Hiroshima,
And the way a load,
Speak the magic word to Hiroshima,
Let the sky explode,
Hiroshima, Hiroshima...

There's a shadow of a man at hiroshima,
Where he passed the moon,
In a wonderland at hiroshima,
Where he died too soon,
And the world remembers his face,
Remembers the place was here...

Fly the little bird, to Hiroshima,
And the way a load,
Speak a magic word to Hiroshima,
Let the sky explode,
And the world remembers his name,
Remembers the flame was hiroshima, Hiroshima,
Hiroshima...

Hiroshima was the flame!
Know his face, we know his name!
We're remembering the place was here!


Shadow of a man at Hiroshima,
Where he passed the moon,
In a wonderland at Hiroshima,
Where he died too soon,
And the world remembers his name,
Remembers the flame was Hiroshima, Hiroshima,
Hiroshima..

Hiroshima!
Hiroshima!
Oh no no no!
Oh, no, don't do it!
Hiroshima!.