INGA CRIED

First it was her husband now it is her son 
Both killed with a bullet from a stray gun 
Should she escape or maybe just hide 
Inga cried

Her house is no more a shell only remains
On the ground are bodies and bloodstains
So many people are dying or have died 
Inga cried 

She makes a decision underground she goes
No food to eat and no time to pack clothes 
Trying to be brave with dignity and pride 
Inga cried 

One day this war will be over thinks Inga today
Nothing last forever as she then starts to pray 
Until then she must take it all in her stride 
Inga cried