Soon my life is going to end,
But please all you good, kind men,
I know that I shall fade away.
Help my children to see another day.
You have come to help us and I know you mean well,
But my time has come to be freed from this hell.
Please help my children, That's my final wish.
Please put some food in their long empty dish.
I am so sorry that I couldn't do more,
But with no rain and this damned civil war,
We are all dying and turning to dust,
Why should we suffer? it seems so unjust.