Dresden burning in the night, Coventry is still alight 
Above the pain the blood and fire  [bad word] the sigh: [bad word] by liars 
She took me from the village square 
Through fields the colour of her hair 
Where arrows crossed point to the sky 
And fathers, brothers and lovers lie 
She stopped and turned to look at me 
But in her eyes no hate I see 
She said for me and all the others- 
No more wars amongst brothers...