Mothers Of The Disappeared

Midnight, our sons and daughters Cut down, taken from us Hear their heartbeat We hear their heartbeat In the wind we hear their laughter In the rain we see their tears Hear their heartbeat We hear their heartbeat Night hangs like a prisoner Stretched over black and blue Hear their heartbeat We hear their heartbeat In the trees our sons stand naked Through the walls our daughters cry See their tears in the rainfall --- Mothers of the Disappeared - U2