| i wanted to fight so i went to war |
| i thought it was right |
| to fight for my country |
| but then i saw the torture |
| i saw the misery the pain and the dead |
| and i was wounded now i’m paralyzed |
| all this has changed my point of view |
| i shot enemies now i know they are humans |
| i shot civilists now i know i’m a murderer |
| i had time to think now i want to tell |
| those young men who want to be soldiers |
| who want to fight in a war for their country |
| that i’ve seen it that i’m a victim of war |
| and that i don’t want them to do |
| the same mistake |
| every time i close my eyes |
| i can hear the screams |
| i can see the dead and the fire |
| i don’t want them to see the things i saw |
| i want to tell them they needn’t to be |
| soldiers to be men |
| and i’ve learned that love and forgiveness |
| is better than hate and war |
| but now those people who sent me |
| to their war forbid me to speak |
| about the love about the pleasure |
| about the youth i’ve lost |