[Verse 1] They had schoolbags, drawings on the walls, Names we called at night to bring them home. Now the dust is carrying their voices, Bodies too small under tons of stone. We count the dead the way we count the bags, We say "collateral" so we don't say "killed." A child has no uniform, no border, Only hunger, fear, and the right to exist. [Chorus] Save them, not tomorrow, now. Stop the fire before no one is left. This is not a number, it's a face, A name, a hand still reaching for a mother. The world looks on and talks of "complexity," While a child dies before learning how to live. [Verse 2] The schools came down, the hospitals too, The incubators stopped with no power left. They bomb the tents, they cut the water, the bread, They turn childhood into a field of ruins. The ones who live already carry too many dead, They saw a brother burn, a sister disappear. And all the while we talk, we vote, we stall, As if the blood of children were not red enough. [Bridge] No one is born to end beneath the rubble. No one is born to become a number. If you have a child, watch them sleep tonight. Then tell me again that "it's more complicated than that." [Chorus] Save them, not tomorrow, now. Stop the fire before no one is left. This is not a number, it's a face, A name, a hand still reaching for a mother. The world looks on and talks of "complexity," While a child dies before learning how to live. [Outro] They did not choose this land. They did not choose this war. They only chose to be born. And that should have been enough.
