Humans in their spring livery Skinny boys without much meat on them Boys licked their lips as the "war" was cut Movements that inflamed the girls with tears We'll do it for a fathers We'll do it for our mothers We'll do it for our sisters We'll do it for our brothers Enemies filled with holes and gaps And we did it with poetry Pads of cotton wool and gauze over our our wounds The beauty pales beside the films. And the friends that you fight with all dressed in evil Girls holding their hands We'll humans...