When peace comes to the land:

No more mothers weeping eyes,

No more hollowing little children’s cries.

No more soldiers left to die,

No more flags placed in a widow’s lap as she sighs,

No more hate before you love when peace comes,

No more asking the Lord ‘forgive me please,’

No more not wanting to live with me, No more words of who is right or wrong,

No more sad and unhappy songs,

No more sisters missing or lost brothers,

No more fathers needed or new mothers,

No more lonely, so lonely nights,

No more getting high, to come up from feeling so low,

No more loved ones who will never know,

When peace comes to the land:

Paradise will be and the greeting will be peace.