happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you
I hear my friends and family singing a song for me.
Make a wish ,mama said , i close my eyes.
They were shouting, running when i open my eyes,
Mama, Papa where are they? I asked as my tears flowed my cheeks
Hurry baby lets get away ,theyre here to stay.I was six years old when my childhood has taken away.
I run , we run to hideaway ,leaving our hometown with desmay.
We did it but grandma had passed away .
Until then , we live in fears ,in tears and in darkness,
I want to leave , i want to escape but deep inside i want to sleep.
I want to fight ,but i was just a little girl that likes barbie .In the place where bombs are like fireworks,
Where guns are like toys played by boys,
Where people are like actors in a movie that ends in tragedy
Where our place thats once in peace ,is now like a ghost town .
A ghost town living by me , by us people with the ghost inside us.
A ghost of people throwing bombs
A ghost of people who killed my grandma, my loved ones.Who are they to take away what we work for?
Who are they to take away what my ancestor fought for?
Who are they to steal the peace and unity this land had?
who are they to take my family, our life?
Who are they to replace our joys with sorrows?
who are they to take my soul living my body with the darkness?My God !Are they your humans ? Are they like us ?
Why? why? i cant see humanity in their hearts.
Do you create those people who steal the life we had ?
Do you create that kind of monsters for your child?
Protect us my God , Help us , wrapped us in your arms.
Guide us to the light and remind us that youre the Almighty.Our saga continues with me and the few survivor.
We want to live in our homeland ,but we want to live.
We want to stay but we need to leave for our sake .
We want to fight but we know that we will die.
We are desperate to find peace and so we leave all behind.
To shout and cry is what we did as we leave this place.The meeting is adjourn as i speak and let them leave.
As a judge in the new place where i start my life.
Life thats full of darkness inside ,of the past that i cant pass.
I still hear the bombs , the shout of the people as i sleep at night.
Deep inside im not healed, im still livin in a ghost town.
Im a soldier in my own battle wanting to rest from anything at all.