Vārdi: David Rovics. DU.

My name's Mikhalo
I like to play with shiny toys
I'm just a child
Like other little boys
What's leukemia
Won't somebody tell
Is it as pretty
As this little bullet shell

My name is Hanan
I'll be dead within a year
But if I could speak
And if somehow you could hear
I'd ask some questions
Maybe some that you could answer
Like what's uranium
And why was I born with cancer

I'm Juanita
For me, life's been short and strange
Born with no arms
Here beside the bombing range
They call it DU
The stuff that made my life this way
And my parents were arrested
At the protest yesterday

I have no name
On this military base
Born and died here
A child without a face
To serve his country
My father went off to war
And it followed him home
Back to the Mississippi shore

I am your baby
The poisoned children of the earth
And I will haunt you
Wherever you give birth
In the war zones
Whichever side you're on
Because the dust is never settled
Once the battle's dead and gone

Yes, I'm the future
Of a planet on its knees
Radiation
Sickness and disease
I'm all the armies
I'm the life that couldn't be
And when you see another baby
Think of me
When you see another baby
Think of me