But what is it, go and see
In the middle of the street are playing the drum
Now a bomb falls, no bomb
You may not know.
But what is it, go and see
They really did think of us
Now the bomb falls, no bomb
And you can not live (so).
And we walk under the sky
And pull the cart under the sky
walking
And whoever is playing this drum
makes this world look so dark
Dark, and where you go.
But what is it, but why
This pounding on the head, does not leave us in peace
Now the bomb falls, no bomb
And nobody knows.
But with the bombs the war, or with the words
The wind comes fiery, and what heat
And they are lies
They want to scare us
But we face this fear
That does not make us live.
It can play the drum
Hey! Bomb, do not let us burst
It can play the drum
We are iron and
You can not hurt us
We are iron and
And can not hurt us
We are iron and you and
You can not do it.
But what is it, go and see
In the middle of the street are playing the drum
Now the bomb falls, yes no bomb
You may not know.
And who don't keep so many promises,
you who are bomb oh! Do it well
Let it burst
And we sing by the way
We live one hundred years
in your face...