HOME IS WHERE THE HEART BELONGS
Mama,another cold night is here again
With nothing to feed our stomachs
With nothing to quench our thirst
All we have is only love and hope
Our masks to protect us from infections
Afraid to die of the infection,
But we will soon starve to death
Let's hope for the best,expecting the worst
Mama,all our dreams of happiness are already dead
Like flowers inthe sun,and vapour inthe wind
We have...