International Songtext / Lyric

The youth and the Imperialist Tribune was also addressed by a young girl
from Nicaragua whose hands had been cut off at the wrists by the former
Samosa guards.
Veronica Merco, of the German Federal Republic, had this to say:

Aber ich habe eine Ausbildung gemacht
ak Industrie Kaufmann und... ??

I’m a shop assistant at the... ??
and I must say I’m a shop assistant by profession,
but it is difficult for.... ??

Now and then a little thing gets by.
Now and then we’ll cry.

Like a fall in a war, like a mother’s open arms.
Like a pawn in a game, hard to take.
There we sit on a line, wasting fortunes at a time, and pray.

All the time we are gone, there’s no reason, there’s no way.
Oh, the soul is the one so they say.
There we sit on a line, wasting fortunes at a time, and play.

She never thought he’d be this way.
Her arms aloft, she holds.
But now it’s all a memory.
And it’s gone...