After so much desolation
They let hate contaminate their hopes
The brightness of a blade cuts the air
It pours fury and releases the inner revolt
Thirsty and empty knives dance

When the hands hurt
They destroy decency
When the hands hurt
They unlock the germ of violence!

Mistreated in the immensity of abandonment
They don't shrug their shoulders
Migrants: prisoners of famine
Writhe in their friends' bodies
Beaten by the illusion of a dream
They wait for the silvery rain
The sea is stained blood-red

After so much desolation
They let hate contaminate their hopes
They wait for silvery rain

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