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Gentle mama Sing a lullaby ; your child cries
Rock him in the cradle and tell him lies
For soon enough the danger will call him
To the front lines

Let him revel in his innocent and peaceful dreams
Where everything's as beautiful as it seems
His future is a field of flowers
Planted with mines !

Oh listen
To the mountain's fury
To the raging wind
To the ocean, weary
Of the poisonin'
When the rains come down
Feel the tears of the earth

Oh listen!
Yes, a mother's heart is beating, inside the earth
While her children rape the body that gave them birth
How can we ask forgiveness after
The damage is done?

When we cannot ask the forest for a moment's shade
Though every day of sun cuts like a razorblade -
And we cannot ask the river for water...
If she has none !?

Oh listen !...
To the mountain's fury
To the raging wind
To the ocean, weary
Of the poisonin'
When the rains come down
Feel the tears of the earth

Let the soldiers
Stagger home - Let every weapon rust
Let our hearts be healed of hatred, fear and mistrust
May the children learn from their elder's
Near-fatal mistakes...

And listen...
To the mountain's fury
To the raging wind
To the ocean, weary
Of the poisonin'
When the rains come down
Feel the tears of the earth

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