Refugee

Oh, my my
 Oh, my my
 Oh, my my
 Oh, my my
 Refugee
 Refugee
 Issme Ahmed. I'm twelve years old
 The town I come from is gone, I've been told
 Mama and Papa were lost at sea
 We wound up in Belgrade, little sister and me
 We don't have much, but we get along
 'Cause I've got a squeezebox and I know a few songs
 Sister's got a flute. She can't play a lot
 She gives that one note everything she's got
 Refugee
 Refugee
 Issme Abu. I've got my papers in order
 But I live in a tent by a fence at the border
 Between one country out and one country in
 Is fifty meters of grass. That's where we've been
 Some call us names, but most pass us by
 Some bring us food, and that's how we're alive
 In this whole round world we've got nowhere to be
 So we just keep walking, my family and me
 Refugee
 Refugee
 Refugee
 Refugee
 Issme Asha. I come here on a boat
 Full of so many people it could barely float
 I've been raped and beaten and been all alone
 I've walked through a desert full of human bones
 There's nothing for me in this foreign land
 The people talk a language that I don't understand
 I've sat in this camp for almost a year
 But at least the men are not coming to kill me here
 Refugee
 Refugee
 Refugee
 Refugee
 Oh, my my
 Oh, my my
 Oh, my my
 Oh, my my
 Refugee
 Refugee
 Refugee
 Refugee
 Oh, my my
 Oh, my my
 Oh, my my
 Oh, my my
 Refugee
 Refugee