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250. Bui Doi

They´re called Bui Doi the dust of life

Conveived in hell and born in strife

They are the living reminders

Of all the good we failed to do

We can´t forget must not forget

That they are all our children too

 

Like all survivors i once thought

When i´m home i won´t give a damn

But now i know i´m caught

I´ll never leave Vietnam

 

War isn´t over when it ends

Some pictures never leave your mind

They are the faces of the children

The ones we left behind

 

They´re called Bui Doi the dust of life

Conveived in hell and born in strife

They are the living reminders

Of all the good we failed to do

We can´t forget must not forget

That they are all our children too

 

These kids hit walls on ev´ry side

They don´t belong in any place

Their secrets they can´t hide

It´s printed on their face

 

I never thought one day i´d plead

For half breeds from a land that´s torn

But then i saw a camp for children

Whose crime was being born

 

They´re called Bui Doi the dust of life

Conceived in hell and born in strife

We owe them fathers and a fam´ly

A loving home they never knew

Because we know

Deep in our heart

That they are all our children too

 

These are souls in need

They nee dus to give

Someone has to pay

For their chance to live

 

Help me try

They´re called Bui Doi the dust of life

Conveived in hell and born in strife

They are the living reminders

Of all the good we failed to do

 

That´s why we know

Deep in our hearts

That´s why we know

That they are all our children too