I am a little girl

My dream was to fly like a bird

But one day, reality, not a dream, nor an illusion

I was watching cartoons

I changed the channel,

suddenly suddenly, suddenly

I saw the news

I saw children like me

With defeated tears

Looking for a piece of bread in the sand

The houses around them abandoned

I started to cry

And ran calling for my mother

Mother, mother

Come see this image

Why is my dream of a bird

And their dream is of bread buried in the sand …