A 13 year old girl afraid for the future,
A 13 year old girl afraid to die...

Alone I will be,
Alone Iwill laugh...

Soms zou ik willen er niet was,
Nooit geboren...

Another dead body killed in a war,
Another dead body murdered by words...

I'm walking through the city,
Seeing everybody passing by...

I'm sitting in the forest,
Watching the sun going down...

She was beautiful,
With long blond hairs till over her shoulders...

Never I felt this pain growing inside,
Searching for a place to hide...

You say people have to take you the way you are,
But why don't you respect me...

I've got one pistol,
With one bullet in my hand...

I'm so happy,
I hear you scream...

No poem can describe the pain that I'm feeling...
No plaster can heal the wound in my soul...