The black veil of the night has been spread
And this evening I have bitterness in my heart.
The destructive civil war
Still in my heart, is active.
I remember the hoarse voice of the siren
That made us to run breathless to find shelters.
The war planes
We're killing civilians and children.
I remember the filthy shelters under the mountain
The dark basement of our home
In it three to four families gathered together
Each one of us we were praying separately.
I remember the blind children and the children without hands
Their faces forever withered.
From everybody's eyes black tears were running
Others were crying hysterically.
I remember my prayer to the Lord
To give us the daily bread and to chase away the warplanes from the sky
To let us inhale a clean air
And that black cloud to disappear from the air.
I remember my tears in the night
They were running on my pillow like a flood.
I was unable to close my eyes
Thinking the warplanes will bombard us again.
I remember the end of the civil war
The destructive results.
Dead young men's heads were hanging by their hair on a wire-fence of a jail.
Their poor parents...
The war is catastrophic, heartless and shocking.
The bad politicians are responsible for these crimes.
And should be punished for it.
Their goal is glory, and their names to be written in the History Books.