Pathea
The mothers were crying alone with silver spoons
Pulled out their hair
And the fathers were dirt and the children were dying out
And nothing was heard in spite of them crying out
And the rivers were burning as waters came flooding in
Drowning the frail
And a heat that no one had known dried up our mouths
We begged, we fought, but the war had starved us out
Pathea
Las madres lloraban solas con cucharas de plata
Se arrancaban el cabello
Y los padres eran tierra y los niños se estaban muriendo
Y nada se escuchaba a pesar de que gritaban
Y los ríos ardían mientras las aguas inundaban
Ahogando a los débiles
Y un calor que nadie había conocido nos secó la boca
Rogamos, luchamos, pero la guerra nos había dejado en la miseria
Escrita por: Shedfromthebody