A song was heard in China                                        On June the 3rd in China,
in the city of Beijing.                                                in the spring of '89,
In the spring of 1989                                               an order came from high above
you could hear the people sing.                                 and passed on down the line.
And it was the song of freedom                                 The soldiers opened fire,
that was ringing in the square,                                   young people bled and died,
the world could feel the passion of                             the blood of thousands on the square
the people gathered there.                                        that lies can never hide.
Oh children, blood is on the square.                           Oh children, blood is on the square

For many nights and many days,                                For four more days of fury                             
waiting in the square.                                                the people faced the guns.
"To build a better nation"                                           How many thousands slaughtered
was the song that echoed there.                                 when their grisly work was done?
"For we are China's children,                                      they quickly burned the bodies
we love our native land,                                             to hide their coward's shame,

for brotherhood and freedom                                     but blood is thick upon their hands
we are joining hand in hand."                                     and darkness on their names.
Oh children, blood is on the square.                           Oh children, blood is on the square.

Then came the People's army                                     There are tears that flow in China
with trucks and tanks and guns.                                  for her children that are gone.
The government was frightened                                  There is fear and there is hiding,
of their daughters and their sons.                                for the killing still goes on.
But in the square was courage and                               And the iron hand of terror can
a vision true and fair,                                                  buy silence for today,
the Army of the People would not harm                        but the blood that lies upon the square
the young ones there.                                                 cannot be washed away.
Oh children, blood is on the square.                             Oh children, blood is on the square