Um
What have I lost?
What have
I gained?
Where have I been deprived?
Where have I been offended?
This is a letter,
don't ask how I am
My homeland is wounded,
my hand is wounded
My homeland is wounded,
my hand is wounded
Don't
ask how I am, don't ask how I am
My love, my love, my
love is forbidden
I will be a prisoner,
don't ask how I am
My homeland is wounded,
my hand is wounded My heart is wounded,
my hand is wounded
My homeland is wounded,
my hand is wounded
My heart is wounded,
my hand is wounded
I am a fugitive,
I am a prisoner,
let them take me away
