With Pity, But It’s Too Late

We saw the orphan pictures from the wars
Crying babies sitting all alone
Our hearts and minds were crying out what for
Voices too weak to yell, can only groan

With pity, but it's too late
With pity, but it's too late
But still we won't do a thing, we'll wait
'Til once again it's too late
With pity, but it's too late

We saw the bodies dropped into the ground
So many rows in Germany and France
So many more that were not even found
And how we cried that they never had a chance

With pity, but it's too late
With pity, but it's too late
But still we won't do a thing, we'll wait
'Til once again it's too late
With pity, but it's too late

We saw the crying mothers, fathers too
Who puzzled why they had to raise a child
To give his life in a war for me and you
The anger or the puzzle drives them wild

With pity, but it's too late
With pity, but it's too late
But still we won't do a thing, we'll wait
'Til once again
With pity, but it's too late

We see the young men going off again
And putting on again the uniform
This time to face the bombs of hydrogren
Will they outlive the man-made thunderstorm?

With pity, but it's too late
With pity, but it's too late
But still we won't do a thing, we'll wait
'Til once again it's too late
With pity, but it's too late