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Prilagodila: Una Hajdari 17/09/2015 | 15:00

Is this the real life?
Is this just misery?
Caught in a barbed wire
On our way to Germany
Open your eyes
Hear this child’s cries and see
I'm just a small boy, I need some sympathy

Because we’re trying to leave, trying to go
A better home, I don’t know
Anyplace that takes us, doesn't really matter to me, to me

Mama, who is this man
Put a club against my head
Pulled us over, till we bled
Mama, has life just begun?
Or have we gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooo 
Didn't mean to make you cry
We can try to cross again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters

All this hate, what times have come
Sends shivers down my spine
Body's aching all the time
Goodbye everybody, we've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooo 
I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all