Where there's nothing that reminds me
Of civilization and fertile land

I will not understand how and why I'm here
Among bodies and tears
And the blood of the martyrs
Why me? Why me?

RIT. I am thinking of my home that
Now is no longer there
My life in the hands of who's
Shooting at my liberty

But where is that god for which I am here
Among bodies and tears
And the blood of the martyrs
Why me? Why me?

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RIT. I am thinking of my home that
Now is no longer there
My life in the hands of who's
Shooting at my liberty

This is my life
And now is already over
This is my life
And now is already over

RIT. I am thinking of my home that
Now is no longer there
My life in the hands of who's
Shooting at my liberty