The chains are broken
The hearts are free
All you mothers dry your tears
Dry your tears [bad word] home

The [bad word] silent
The hate disarmed
The tired ground stops bleeding
In our eyes hurts the sun

The storm is over
Clouds turning quiet
We hope the world will understand
We want to understand the world

Transitory
Humanity
Arouse the fire in your hearts
Dry your tears [bad word] home