Once upon a time we were brothers, So were our mothers and fathers. So were our grandfathers, grandmothers. Can't we have something that gathers?
Why should hate spread more then love? Why to shoot down the peaceful dove? Why to use the killing bloody sword Instead a meaningful peaceful loving word?
Can't we join our forces to unite? Can’t we spread love instead to fight? Our common to bloom and prosper, The hate will eliminate and defer.
Let our bright sun to rise and shine, Salute peace to end the suffering time. Build for our kids playing yards And not bloody gloomy graveyards.
Let's then be sisters and brothers, Even our colors differs the others. Let our hands strongly embrace and bundle, Then on earth peace will role and handle.
