Who cries for the little children
When pain and hurt fall upon
The little hearts of purest love
From the hands of the cruel and sick
Who cries for the little children
Locked up and fed a fist
Thrown around the floor like dust
No meals or drink no more
Who cries for the little children
When their voices are so mute
The only thing they know right now
Is life must be extinct
So let them fall into the arms
Of hearts that truly love
In sleep forever they rest now
And tears shall fall no more