The fruits of the earth are dried up in the sun

The children can't cry anymore

Desperate parents with lean empty hands

Their bodies are too weak, too sore

Fat bottomed breathers keep talking about hunger

And don't even know what it means

Under the cloak of pain charity

They feather their nest with your dreams



Cry for innocent children who die

An indignified death, it's a shame

Political power's more important than life

Let's stop this merciless game



Superfluous victuals piled up to the edge

The stocks are filled up to the sky

Millions of dollars for storage each year

And a nickel for people to die

We can't deny it's a shame for our race

It's about time to begin

With a fight against poverty, distress and pain

To hesitate now is a sin



Cry for innocent children who die

An indignified death, it's a shame

Political power's more important than life

Let's stop this merciless game.