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It's a squalid little town with a tenuous beauty The cool wet mornings are so appealing People waking up suddenly in the night Very disappointed At the water's edge fishermen smashing their boats - taking nothing for granted In a few hours the heat will hang over town as the northeast monsoon comes roaring in Can you feel it? Afghanistan Afghanistan whatever happened to you I don't really care but I thought I'd ask in case it mattered to you - let me hear it They're cutting their heads of in the soccer field Stretching their necks in the goal Taking them out in the elephant grass feeding them to the hyena's Don't you hear it Everybody's lips are thin - eventually eyes are empty This a letter from abroad life is cheaper back home Let me hear it You learn form novels living out there rainfall is followed by thunder You hear a man's voice soothing and calm - 'I understand no problem' From Letras Mania