Blind boy, blind boy

You can hear your mother scream

But you cannot go and help her

But it's wonderful what they can do these days

To make you better

To make you see

Why she's screaming

Blind boy, blind boy

You can hear them march across the hall

But you cannot now retreat

It is wonderful what they can do these days

To make you alright

To make you see

What is going to happen

Blind boy, blind boy

You can feel your house and home burn

But you cannot quench flames

It's wonderful what they can do these days

To make you survive

To make you see

Just until the end.