I am safe, Mama, I am fine We are deep, Mama, at the line There are sounds, Mama, of the war Rifles crack, Mama, cannons roar I have fear, Mama, I am afraid Not of bombs, Mama, nor grenade There's a voice, Mama, I can't still And it says, Mama, can you kill? It is cold, Mama, it is black With the dawn, Mama, we attack There's a hill, Mama, we must take Can you tell, Mama, that I shake? I may die, Mama, I may die This may be, Mama, my goodbye It is time, Mama, there's the sun Will I fight, Mama, will I run? He was young, Mama, he was small I was trapped, Mama, by a wall Then he lunged, Mama, and I spun Face to face, Mama, gun to gun There and then, Mama, I could see He was me, Mama, he was me Just a boy, Mama, not a man Can I kill, Mama? Yes, I can Can I kill, Mama? Yes, I can *