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We Will Never Forget
A song was heard in China in the city of the heat
In the spring of 1989, you can hear the people sing,
And it was a song of freedom that is ringing in the square
The world can feel passion and love people gathered there
Oh, children, blood on the square
For many nights and many days Waiting in the square
To build a better nation was the song echoed there
We are China's children. We love our native land
For brotherhood and freedom we are joining hand in hand
Oh, children, blood is on the square

Then came the People's Army with trucks, and tanks and guns
The government was frightened of their daughters and sons
But in the square was courage and vision, true and fair
The army of the people would not harm the young ones there
Oh, children, blood is on the square
On June 3rd of China in the spring of 89
An order came from high above passed on down the line
The soldiers opened fire, young people bled and died
The blood of thousands on the square that the lies can never hide
Oh, children, blood is on the square
For four more days of fury, the people faced the guns
Of many thousands slaughtered when their grizzly? work was done
They quickly burned the bodies to hide their cowardship
The blood is stacked upon their hands and darkness on their names
Oh, children, blood is on the square
Their tears flow in China for her children that are gone
There is fear, there is hiding, for the killing is still going on
The iron hand of terror can buy silence for today
But the blood that lies upon the square cannot be washed away
Oh, children, blood is on the square
Oh, children, blood is on the square
Oh, children, blood is on the square