Sadako is folding cranes The color Spills from the bed Golden paper Fold one thousand Gods will grant you a wish
One mile from Misasa bridge The Atom Bomb explodes She is blown out of the window She is two years old
This is our cry This is our prayer This is our cry This is our prayer
Ten years later Swollen purple legs Her pool-black eyes Family huddles 'round the bed Her last meal Tea on rice
This is our cry This is our prayer This is our cryTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
