Why am I here?
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Why am I here?
It’s the end of the day
I want to disappear
But can’t find the way
There’s someones’ child
Playing with a ball
His smile is mild
Like a smile of a doll
This child doesn’t
Think about war
There’s coming his mother
Opening the door
Coming to her son
Putting arms round his neck
They’re waiting for father
Who has to come back
Why am I here?
It’s the end of the day
I want to disappear
But can’t find the way
It’s the end of the day
I want to disappear
But can’t find the way
There’s someones’ child
Playing with a ball
His smile is mild
Like a smile of a doll
This child doesn’t
Think about war
There’s coming his mother
Opening the door
Coming to her son
Putting arms round his neck
They’re waiting for father
Who has to come back
Why am I here?
It’s the end of the day
I want to disappear
But can’t find the way
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