A hand reaching out from the ground
Yet, I can hear no sound
Somewhere in the huge green forests
I can see thousands of hands

Yet, one hand really draws me,
So I'm walking towards it slowly
Don't be afraid little child's hand
Try to find peace in this bloody land

Rest in peace my dear
And shed your last tear
Rest in peace my dear
For I am here
Alive to tell the tale

You are silent and yet, I can hear
I can hear your screams, loud and clear
Don't worry little child, don't yell
I'm here, alive, to tell your tale

Rest in peace my dear
And shed your last tear
Rest in peace my dear
For I am here
Alive to tell the tale