Standard (EADGBE)
I come and stand at every door,
but no one hears my silent prayer
I knock and yet remain unseen,
for I am dead, for I am dead
I'm only seven although I died,
in Hiroshima long ago
I'm seven now as I was then,
when children die they do not grow
My hair was scorched by a swirling flame,
my eyes grew dim, my eyes grew blind
Death came and turned my bones to dust,
and that was scattered by the wind
I need no fruit, I need no rice,
I need no sweets nor even bread
I ask for nothing for myself,
for I am dead, for I am dead
All that I ask is that for peace,
you fight today, you fight today
So that the children of this world,
may live and grow and laugh and play