
I still remember how I was feeling that day
Though it was so many, many years ago
The pain in my Afghan heart has yet to go
It was the only time I saw my plaar jaan cry
and looking back now I can understand why
I didn't want to tell him I felt so very afraid
As we crossed over the border we all cried
A piece of all of us there had suddenly died
For a moment we were all united by our grief
Hoping that our stay from home would be brief
When I see history repeating itself again
These memories become too much to bare
All this pain in my heart I have to share
As I see these Pashtun children on my tv
How Can I ever forget that was once me
Though it was so many, many years ago
The pain in my Afghan heart has yet to go
It was the only time I saw my plaar jaan cry
and looking back now I can understand why
I didn't want to tell him I felt so very afraid
As we crossed over the border we all cried
A piece of all of us there had suddenly died
For a moment we were all united by our grief
Hoping that our stay from home would be brief
When I see history repeating itself again
These memories become too much to bare
All this pain in my heart I have to share
As I see these Pashtun children on my tv
How Can I ever forget that was once me
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