There's a little girl on Market Square
She walks alone, bare feet. She's not scared
But don't try to look into her eyes
She fastens her coat and never cries
From Dachau to Sarajevo
There is just a bridge to cross
That leads from pain to madness
My sons will never learn
They just can't recognize a warn
Nor I think they'll ever see
Till they walk as long as me
I've seen your innocent bones
Turning into holy dust
I've seen useless promises
Revenge, greediness and lust
From Dachau to Sarajevo
There is just a bridge to cross
I've scavenged what I couldn't harvest
Walked since the beginning of times
Without the slightest hope (ever) to rest
'Damned to witness my own sons' crimes
From Dachau to Sarajevo
There is just a bridge to cross
Over and over I did
Till the memory was lost
All is quiet now, silent too
People cannot see the pain
d**h always comes in vain