We are living in dangerous times
And all Gods children have learned how to fight
Shedding their young blood
Shedding their tears
They can't go on living their lives in fear

They've watched their empires rise and fall
Ghostly reflections through crumbled walls
So many innocents tried to stand tall
Only to be knocked down, battered and scarred

Someone will conquer, and someone will die
And some of them will just turn their heads
And turn away, in these dangerous times

A bustle in the kitchen to get supper on
The radio is playing some familiar song
There's a lover's quarrel, with the TV on

Someone will conquer, and someone will die
Some of them will just turn their heads
And turn away, oh...

Don't you think it's time to tell a nation
This can't be right?
Or did someone kill the white dove
In the name of justice, or sacrifice?

All stands quiet in Tienanman Square today
No sign of trouble, no flowers on the graves
No raging voices, no sign of change
No sign of anything
But their blood-stained message remains

We are living in dangerous times
And all Goas children have learned how to fight
Shedding their young blood
Shedding their tears
They can't go on living their lives in fear