Where tanks are rolling today
Red roses will be blooming tomorrow
Where walls are standing today
Children will be playing tomorrow
Where a thunderstorm is raging today
The sun will be shining tomorrow
Dark drifts of smoke blacken the city
Like a thunderstorm looming ahead
Burning houses, destroyed walls
Faces turned to stone, people mourning
A little girl, her eyes filled with hope
Looking for shelter, she hides under rubble
Bleeding hand grabs a piece of bread
A victim of war, a war "in the name of God"
But children never lose hope
Their dreams are stronger than arms
Their imagination makes dreams come true
Children who dream can change the world
