Don't Shoot me!* Many years ago I met the solider Didn't mean it- just was following the orders Felt no glory, no pride, no faith, no honnor Any more I looked at the eyes of squat of fire No desire, just cold confused & tired Real fear you know When you're not afraid any more Just wanna go home Djelem djelem Lungo ne dro mesa Maladilem shukare romenca Kai sem devla chororo Bahtalo! Don't shoot me Cause you never gonna sleep Your country's not worth your tears Rich man fears the wrath of terror Poor man fears a war Rich man's war is poor man terror Terror's poor man's war