Tytuł: I come and stand at every door

• Wykonawca: This Mortal Coil
• Wyświetleń: 337

I come and stand at every door
   But no one hears my silent dread
   I knock and yet remain unseen
   For I am dead, for I am dead
   I'm only seven although I've died
   In Hiroshima long ago
   I'm seven now as I was then
   When children die they do not grow
   My hair was scorched by swirling flame
   My eyes grew dim, my eyes grew blind
   Death came and turned my bones to dust
   And that was scattered by the wind
   I need no fruit, I need no rice
   I need no sweet, nor even bread
   I ask for nothing for myself
   For I am dead, for I am dead
   All that I ask is that for peace
   You fight today, you fight today
   So that the children of this world
   May live and grow, and laugh and play