Cher ami, (hey) mr president
Our future is lookin' mean
Take some time, don't feel obliged
Take a holiday in between
Caro mio, mien lieberherr - talk is cheap
Just remember you call the shots
Love is free
We are the children of circumstance
Querido senor, we don't want no war
No wasted land
We are the children of circumstance
Hai-kay-die-toe lyoh, we don't want to grow
In battlelands
Dara goy - presidient
Can you give us enough to eat
Pacify and satisfy
Playin' politics can't be easy
Za dirt, ya ah zizi, you're out of reach
Get together, we need a voice
So the world can breathe
We are the children of circumstance
Querido senor, we don't want no war
No wasted land
We are the children of circumstance
Hai-kay-die-toe lyoh, we don't want to grow
In battlelands
This is a chain letter - send it to at least one friend
You will be rewarded in the end
