War is the saddest word that flows from my quivering lips.

It is a wicked bird, a wicked bird that never comes to rest.

It is a deadly bird, that destoys our homes

And deprives us of our childhood.

War is the evilest of all birds,

Turning the streets red with blood and the world into an inferno.

 

 

它是一隻邪惡的鳥，一隻永遠不會休息的惡鳥。

它是一種致命的鳥，它會使我們的家園失去活力

並剝奪了我們的童年。

戰爭是所有鳥類中最邪惡的，

血把街道變成紅色，世界變成了地獄。