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Hey, my sister, come to see... That I will be tomorrow I am unaware of if one following day ago Who are these women whom I see with far Does Y' have to you it somebody at the end of this road? Always these women who cry Why? Because their babies die In the indifference and terror Does Y' have to you it a reason so that I am not afraid? It sometimes happens to me to think That I can all give up I continue to believe That there remains always a hope (X 2) Say me that the price of a life is worth I say, that depends on the countries The more blood runs, the more it depreciates Say to me, can one live on ground without rifle These women who are delighted To see their children who grow Oh my God I would like that they can To sing at the sides of those which are so sad Refrain That there remains always a hope, a hope... Another country, another concern, suffering, independence Scars of life and more I think of it More all is based on my face SongtexteUnjust heritage of birth France country of abundance No silence in justice What will I be tomorrow? If one following day ago Y' has to you it somebody, somebody Somebody at the end of this road These women who are delighted Their children who grow Oh my God, I would like that they can At the sides of those which are so sad Refrain Oh my God, oh my God That they can smile to their children Aus Songtexte Mania