A neat castle,
These sloppy pits
It's full of flat bodies.
When I'm ready to freshen up.
Walking to school, my feet.
Step on a crack in the cement
Touched the red bomb.
Now I'm an adult.
Can read and write, sit in my chair.
I am as quiet as a fuse.
The jungle is burning, in the bushes
Full of soldiers,
On that difficult map
Place names rose in the thick smoke.
I am the reason. I am a nuclear weapon.
Chemical toys, my body
This is a deadly little device,
I reach out in the name of love, my hand is a gun,
My kindness is absolutely fatal.
Lianna
The obedient eyes also let me see everything.
Changed shape and became pockmarked.
A black-and-white photograph of the war,
How could I?
Stop yourself?
Reading newspapers is also dangerous.
Whenever I'm in my electric drive
Tap a key on the typewriter,
Talking about the tree of peace
Another village exploded.
Please adopt ~ ~ ~ ~ ~