| 作词 : Rosten | |
| In Guernica the dead children were layed out in order on the sidewalk | |
| In their white starched dresses | |
| In their pitiful white dresses | |
| On their foreheads and breasts the little round holes where death came in as thunder while they were playing their important summer games | |
| Do not weep for them, Madre | |
| They are gone forever, the little ones | |
| Straight to heaven to the saints | |
| And God will fill the bullet holes with candy |
| zuo ci : Rosten | |
| In Guernica the dead children were layed out in order on the sidewalk | |
| In their white starched dresses | |
| In their pitiful white dresses | |
| On their foreheads and breasts the little round holes where death came in as thunder while they were playing their important summer games | |
| Do not weep for them, Madre | |
| They are gone forever, the little ones | |
| Straight to heaven to the saints | |
| And God will fill the bullet holes with candy |
| zuò cí : Rosten | |
| In Guernica the dead children were layed out in order on the sidewalk | |
| In their white starched dresses | |
| In their pitiful white dresses | |
| On their foreheads and breasts the little round holes where death came in as thunder while they were playing their important summer games | |
| Do not weep for them, Madre | |
| They are gone forever, the little ones | |
| Straight to heaven to the saints | |
| And God will fill the bullet holes with candy |
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