BELFAST BURNIN' IN SARA's EYES A black coffee, a dusky sky Sara is pulling the syntethical curtain The snow covers the icy street Now it's time, she hasn't to wait any more The snow is falling over the houses Sara bends down to get her bag She closes the door turning the key All is silence... Sara has the pride of a people of fairies The brother's blood slaughtered by war In her deep eyes there are only silver tears For all of those friends, killed over the cement In the Cafè all is quiet But perhaps her heart is pounding faster She takes a quick look and enters in the toilet She opens her bag, there's the present ! Little wirings linked to the mechanism Icy hands are shaking Tension, explosive, the timer is fixed Run Sara, RUN SARA ! Siren far away, the dimmed screams The bloody roar in the wind Snow is falling in a deep coma Another wound, another wound ! Belfast echoes of a thousand silence Of throwed rocks, of vain prayers The Irish war has killed enough ! The Irish war has killed enough.... Sara has the pride of a people of fairies The brother's blood slaughtered by war In her deep eyes there are only silver tears For all of those friends, killed over the cement