What kind of a world can I give you, my son?
I thought all of the wars had been fought and been won
I believed all the madness had been left far behind
And the sorrowful lessons learned for all time
But it was not to be, we're all mired in it yet
For it's the doom of men that they forget
And the price of a life is as cheap as it comes
Now what can I give you, my only son?

But there's hope and the dream of a world at peace
The triumph of good's been our destiny
And the love, our strength to carry on
That I can give to you, my son
Now that I can givе you, my little son

What kind of a world will I leave you, my son?
Whеn no square inch of earth has not been drenched in our blood
All around us, the cries for the innocence lost
For those who have gone, and the horrendous cost
The generation before me had questioned it all
For an end to the conflict, they had raised the call
And it fell on deaf ears, just as it's always done
Now what will I leave you, my only son?

But there's hope and the dream of a world at peace
The triumph of good's been our destiny
And the love, our strength to carry on
That I can give to you, my son
Now that I can give you, my little son
And if we are stardust, how can these things be?
And if we are golden then can we agree
That it's the Devil enraged, we've got to silence his call
For the sake of our children, for the good of us all

What kind of a world will I leave you, my son?
Will there be kindness and will there be love?
And will you know the joys of this world in your life
And cherish the one who may become your wife?
And may you have a child one day of your own
And may you all live in peace, my only son
May the day never come when you must take up a gun
That's my fervent wish for you, my only son