How much years unending

Slaughters inhumane

On children fall from sky

Bombs as bunch of anger

Tanks’ place is in museums

Let them quietly rust there

Body of mother is scarred

Warriors’ place is in romance

Wars are not glory

Groans in bloody mess

Tears, dirt on uniform

Wars don’t have a place in the world

Tanks’ place is in museums

Let them quietly rust there

In tales of old empires

People don’t belive anymore

“Homo homini lupus est” is what we said when

Voice of reason was silent in world and war raged everywhere

When lives were worthless, people were seen only as soldiers

And entire world was turning to burning hell

Why didn’t we become smarter Isn’t it’s time already

To understand as a matter of fact that more important

For hammer of war to stop clutter

Tanks’ place is in museums

Let them quietly rust there

Even as toys

Kids don’t need to know them