Just because you call her mother
Who cares for the little children
Doesn't mean that she's your better
Boiled alive for some God's stocking
Is no excuse for thoughtless slaying
Listen to the voice of Buddha
Little people like your offspring
Children don't forget this torture
You may slice with no conviction
He'll say carry on your slaughter
Just because the kid's an orphan
Saying stop your sericulture
Buddha's watching, Buddha's waiting
Once more with the voice of Buddha