I Come and Stand

[ Music ] KINOSHITA Koji
[ Lyrics ] NAZIM Hikmet

I come and stand at every door but no one hears my silent prayer
I knock and yet remain unseen for I'm dead, for I'm dead
I'm only seven although I died in Hiroshima long ago
I'm seven now as I was then when children die they do not grow
My hair was scorched by swirling flames, my eyes grew dim, my eyes grew blind

Death came and turned my bones to dust and that was scattered by the wind
I need no fruit, I need no rice, I need no sweets nor even bread
I ask for nothing for myself for I'm dead, for I'm dead
All that I ask is that for peace you fight today, you fight today
So that the children of this world may live and grow and laugh and play

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