I have been chasing that truck, br For 2kms, now and I will be dead br For the morsel the world cannot reach me, br Or the gods that cant make in my soil. br Why do these guys fight madly, br Brother to brother, friend to friend, br I and my type of folks live and die, br For the the beliefs and wrath br They carry, billions on arms are br Here to fight, but not a grain br To swallow, the land has become br Waterless and dry, even the rivers br have flown away, as if scared of br Human madness, Oh food, food br When will you appear for our hungry br Souls, which sure will go to heavens, br Since our penance are over forever, br And our sins have beeen wahed away br For all the humanity by our hunngry stomachs.