Affection is no more required
In the world where humanity is proud
Of becoming powerful.
Oases of love changing into deserts.
Yea! we're ready to raise the smoke
From eachother's grave.
Please, don't ever miss the chance to
Make my parents bemoan
Over my dead body.
Because i'm not gonna miss it.
But let us stop to think if,I or
You wouldn't be there so for what
Our dynasty will be.
We're not Solomon or the holy man
Who could understand the tiny
Let us go together to spread the message
of God, the message of love.
Let us stop the blood flowing deep