Just the stupid guns.
They killed our sons.
The weapons are firing and people are dying.
Just the stupid guns.
Infantry suffer in wars.
Instead of their generals.
Soldiers are fighting.
Now they are lying.
Deep, deep underground.
People are crying.
Soldiers are firing.
Some of them fall down.
People are crying.
Soldiers are firing.
Some of them fall down.
We are no more soldiers.
We’ve just followed the orders.
Listen me carefully,
there is no victory.
We’ve lost our pride.
We want to simplify.
No memory, no rights,
If you just cannot sleep.
If you don’t have the dreams.
That’s the battleground.
The kids are crying.
Their fathers dying.
Some of them will die.
Nobody’s crying.
Nobody’s firing.
They’re already.
They’re already,
they’re already dead.
The Wind is playing a song.
Where the graves be long.
Before the empty fields.
Now filled with cemeteries.
Just the stupid guns.
