that does not cry when I am sold

I am a young child who will cry

till the end of my life, if I am sold.

While the seller of children never sheds a tear

I have a reason for life, so please understand me

DON'T CALL ME A STRANGER

Don't call me a stranger

the colour of my passport is different

but the colour of our blood is the same

Don't call me a stranger:

the language I speak sounds different,

but the feelings it expresses are the same

Don't call me a stranger;

I toil and struggle in your land,

and the sweat of our brows is the same

Don't call me a stranger;

borders, we created them,

And the separation that results is the same

Don't call me a stranger;

I am just your friend.

But you do not know me yet.

Don't call me a stranger;

we cry for justice and peace in different ways,

but our God is the same.