Motherland
I was born on your ground
And you're very dear to me
I wish I would've stuck around
But things weren't meant to be
It breaks my heart to see
The pain you're going through
You're watching your children bleed
And there's nothing you can do
Why do they have to die?
Why can't they be in peace?
In their graves they lie
In more than one piece
I really don't understand
What is going on
But I wish that it would end
Because it has been too long
I feel weak and helpless
Because there's nothing I can do
All I do is witness
My country, torn in two
But don't cry, motherland
One day it will all end
And I will be back again
Playing in your golden sand
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