CHOIR they're called bui-doi the dust of life conceived in hell and born in strife they are the living reminders of all the we failed to do we can't forget must not forget that they are all our children too
JOHN like all survivors, I once thought when I'm home won't give a damn but now I know I'm caught I'll never leave Vietnam
war isn't over when it ends some pictures never leave mind they are the faces of the children the ones we left behind
they're called bui-doi the dust of life conceived in and born in strife they are the living reminders of all the good we failed to do we can't forget must not forget that they are all our children too
these kids hit walls on every side they don't belong in any place their secret they can't it's printed on their face
I never thought one day I'd plead for half-breeds from a land torn but then I saw a camp for children whose crime was being born
they're called bui-doi the dust of conceived in hell and born in strife we owe them fathers, and a family and loving homes they never knew because we know deep in our hearts that they are our children too
these are souls in need they need us to give someone has to pay for their chance to live help me try
CHORUS they're called bui-doi the dust of life conceived in hell
JOHN AND CHORUS and born in strife they are the living reminders of all the good we failed do
CHORUS JOHN that's why we know that's why we know deep in hearts deep in our hearts