When I was child I understood my friends When they used to let's play And nowadays I don't understand When they tell me you have to fight In the past I got sands in my hands Nowadays all is get blood Why we were born? If they don't give us a chance To choose our own way It seems madness forces us to fight, in vain What's going on with the world? It turned back to past or is it Without the future? I want to go away, I walk upon the hills I wanna be free, I wanna scream in the rain