Letras
The cold winter brushed her hand
The lifeless bodies on the ground
She wept for those that gave their lives
Her tears turned into flesh and blood
Protect our sons
Our little ones
Our daughters and their fathers too
We pray that everyone returns
To their mother's open arms
Time has stopped it withered down
There were bodies all around
They asked what war was all about
But no one ever told them why
Protect our sons
Our little ones
Our daughters and their fathers too
We pray that everyone returns
To their mother's open arms
We lived within
Our broken homes
We prayed each day and night
We hope that everyone returns
To their mother's open arms