Another head hangs lowly, Jardin slowly takenAnd the violence caused such silence,Who are we mistaken?But you see, it's not me, it's not my familyIn your head, in your head, they are fightingWith their tanks and their bombs,and their bombs and their gunsIn your head, in your head, they are cryingAnd all I had is slowly,tried to slowly take themAnd I've been caught so silent,and heartily mistakenBut you see, it's not me, it's not my bodyIn your head, in your head, they are fightingAnd the violence causes silence,we must be mistakenIt's the same old team since 1916 In your head,in your head, they're still fightingWith their things and their bombs,and their bombs, and their guns In your head,in your head, they're all dyingslowly,tried it slowly,they goin the violent, constant silencewho are they, what's they donebut if you see, it's not me,it's not my bodyin your head,in your head, they're all flyingwith their things, and their bombs, and their bombs, and their guns