Текст песни Хиросима - 6 августа 1945

I come and stand
near each door.
I go and knock on those doors.
Do not be afraid if
you do not see me,
because I have no one can see.
I am a little dead girl.

I died in Hiroshima
August 6, 1945
Summer morning in Hiroshima.
Now I'm all for 7 years.
You know that
dead children do not grow.

My hair is burned.
My eyes burned.
Left of me
Only a handful of ashes.
And it has dispelled the wind.

I do not want bread,
I do not want rice.
And sweets are not needed,
although I have a sweet tooth.
I do not need anything,
because I was burned,
as a piece of paper.

I knock at your door
I want to ask
all adults
to more
not burned children.