You cowards! Hide behind your mother’s skirts
We’ll beat you yet, no matter how it hurts.
You spineless fools! Crawl back beneath your stones,
There’s not an ounce of courage in your bones.
You’re wrong, you’re bombs won’t bring us to
our knees,
And we’ll survive much harder times than these.
The innocent you kill won’t help your cause,
There cannot be more heinous crimes than yours’.
While young and old lie dying in the dirt -
You cowards! Hide behind your mother’s skirts.