She may be gone, but her legacy lives on.
And on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on ...
It’s a world of laughter, a world of tears; it’s a world of hopes and a world of fears; There’s so much that we share that it’s time we’re aware it’s a small world after all.
Its a world of hatred, a world of mistrust
where you can die like a dog just for riding a bus,
and the bombs they explode on the right and the left
its the Muslim world after all...