And we all sing songs in our room
Sarajevo, Sarajevo, Sarajevo, Sarajevo
Sure things would change if we really wanted them to
And we all call out in despair, all the love we need isn't there
Sarajevo, Sarajevo, Saraje
Bosnia was so unkind, Sarajevo changed my mind
When do the saints go marching in?
When do the saints go marching in?
No fear for children anymore
We live in our secure surroundings
When do the saints go marching in?
Bosnia was so unkind
Bosnia was so unkind
Terror in their heads for the love of life
When do the saints go marching in?
Saints go marching
Saints go marching
Sarajevo erects another doom
Saints go marching
There are babies in their beds
And people die out there
