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