The song, that girl, touches me
time and time again, although I don't want to
think often of her
That girl without hair comb
without dress, just only a number
on her hand
and Antonis who carries someone else's burden
For whom do I carry the burden
of their lives, why
is their life also mine?
It just has to be for you
neighbour, for you, refugee
for girls and for peace
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Refugees Song, the time the refugees storming in our country, refugee, a name but an individu behind that name,5 Stars full on Top!