The
trompets so far, so far in the distance,
too
far to know that danger remains,
landmines
were buried beside the soldiers,
covered
by grassy land.
Don't play
beside the old mighty tree,
watch
every step you take, you can't see
landmines
still buried under the surface,
ready
to take your life
Now
after the war they try to restore,
to
rebuild the town, there's hope in their hearts.
Building
a future, so life continues,
but
mines are everywhere.
Don't play...
Springtime
has come, one year has past
and
nature, she wears a wonderful dress.
Strangers
who never asked what has happened
won't
know, can't even guess.
Don't play...
Stars
in the sky and no one is out,
no
piercing scream will disturb the night.
Dream
on good children, dream of the day
when
you'll be in peace outside.
You'll
play beside the old mighty tree,
and you
will dance around - you'll be free
to run
through the fields and climb up the hills,
when danger
has left our town...