And a thousand wasted lives
I am dust of your wind
And though I bleed from your wound
And every cherished stone
Keeps my deepest love
There's not a stone in the world
That is worth as much as a life
That lives with the Christians
I don't know which God is mine
Nor which ones are my brothers
I don't know which God is mine
Nor which ones are my brothers
There's no death that doesn't hurt me
There's nothing but pain
And another life that flies away
War is a very bad school
It doesn't matter the costume it wears
Forgive me that I don't enlist
Any dream is worth more
Than a sad piece of cloth
That lives with the Christians
I don't know which God is mine
Nor which ones are my brothers
I don't know which God is mine
Nor which ones are my brothers
And I gave nobody permission
A man is no more than a man
And, if there's God, that's how He wanted it
Will go on, I will be gone
Bound as well for oblivion
There's no doctrine that doesn't go
And there's no people that haven't
Believed themselves the chosen people
That lives with the Christians
I don't know which God is mine
Nor which ones are my brothers
I don't know which God is mine
Nor which ones are my brothers
That lives with the Christians