Dead ground.
And again I'm afraid.
Again I want to run away from this place,
forget once and for all where I come from,
fervently search for where to emigrate.
I tried once and a thousand times to be normal,
study, laugh and even cry.
What did I find?
nothing...
People die around me,
I was afraid again today.
I don't want to go out, it's hard for me to breathe
I can't even sleep,
I can't dream either.
Nos snatched everything,
everything we fought for,
everything we believed,
everything we dreamed about.
In my land there is hunger,
there's thirst and there's pain.
I repeat it,
in my land there is fear.
Fear of not being able to advance
fear of going out and never coming back.
I feel that nothing is worth anything anymore,
that we should abandon.
Respite...
Some exit must remain,
I don't want to give myself up and stop fighting.
I just wait for the moment.
This situation cannot continue any longer.
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