Oh Mother, where are your children?
What have they done, what have they become?
Astray from the truth, can they find their way home?
Oh Mother, why do you cry?
Where do these tears and sorrows stem from?
Why is it pity I read in your eyes?
An excuse for the things you're going to do ...
as you see no other way.
Oh Mother, I beg you to listen,
for there is more innocence than wrath,
less violence than friendship, less evil than good.
Oh Mother, won't it suffice
to take the hardship as toll for beauty?
The price for goodness to exist?
Oh Mother, what is the answer?
Such sacrifice, for a couple of smiles?
Billions of lifes for another embrace?
What weighs more, the love or the pain?
For I do not know. Mother... do you?