Who want to take a look at those extremes
Where the voices don't reach the axis
you can't put your fingers in your ears
That the voices of those helpless people tear your ears
As if those people are being dragged away calling you
That now they will be trampled under the tip of the boots
You cannot close your eyes
Because even with closed eyes you can see the neck being crushed under those black and dreadful boots
You get scared in the silence of the night
From the tyrannical sound of the gun
Which has just pierced the chests of so many innocent people
you will have to fight a long battle
You will have to stay hungry, you will have to stay thirsty
Who knows for how many more days
Who knows for how many more days your ears will yearn
For those voices that rise from the centre
Who knows for how many more days your eyes will yearn
Which want to see peace and tranquility
Who knows for how many more days you will yearn
In the desire for your dreams to come true
when we are surrounded by conspiracies in this time
Where conspiracies are being hatched all around
Your fearless, innocent eyes give us solace
Thank you so much for reading. Have a great day 馃槉馃檹. 