Europe’ soft belly was now burning
We’re in 1995
Dead Tito’s bloody mess
Like when you try
To mix water and oil
In Srebrenica…

She was carrying life’s gift
Father’s pride, mother’s dreams
A love ball growing slowly
With all of hope’s weight
In a torn country, a besieged city
In Srebrenica…

Trapped in hell
No food, water nor light
A winter without heat
Miles and miles to quench
Your thirst or avoid rat meat
A dangerous walk through war
In Srebrenica…

What will be your next life?
Where will be your next wife?

In Srebrenica
Where hate met weapons
Where Serbs killed for their nation
Where misused history reasons
Gave a genocide beyond comprehension

What will be your next life?
Where will be your next wife?

She was shot, she fell, by hate
Paralyzed by pain, and fear
Her own blood filling her mouth
Suffering iron taste of sorrow
Man came to rescue, same fate
Suffering agony, together Crying for their baby blessed by Kalashnikov
In Srebrenica…

Cross lines of death
Sniper’s religion
Vengeance or mercy?
Relieved from their lives
“They won’t suffer anymore”
Safe thoughts for the soldier
Pulling the trigger
Bury these images for now
You’ll pay the bill later
Maybe in Srebrenica