Night by night I have voices in my head.   First I thought them to be parts of nightmares,   but now I know where they' re from -   the voices are from children that have died !      Awaking in a bath of sweat,   the voices are gone,   I don' t wannt to feel asleep again -   I can' t endure these helpless cries !      Little humans died by war,   or they simply starved.   A mother holds her child,   no more sign of life.   Mutilated corpse,   a dummy in it's mouth.   Hunger and pain,   remember, it is just a child !      Night by night there's nothing I can do !   I have a pity on these little beings.   A silent voice whispers : "Help me please".   Night by night I still can hear them scream !      In my dreams I can see them die,   the victims of the madness in the world.   They never did anything wrong at all,   they' re just the "trash of society" !      Little humans died by war,   or they simply starved.   A mother holds her child,   no more sign of life.   Mutilated corpse,   a dummy in it's mouth.   Hunger and pain,   remember, it is just a child !      Awaking in a bath of sweat,   the voices are gone,   I don' t wannt to feel asleep again -   I can' t endure these helpless cries !