Two minutes of silence,
We
all want more,
But we forget what we already have,
The most
important thing in life,
Freedom,
Not for sale no money that
can get,
We're so lucky and we don't even realise that,
So
the least we can do,
Is to respect,
Because good man have died giving us our freedom,
Many
went and never came back,
Blood, tears and pain,
Given for us
to live,
We cannot know what suffer is,
We cannot feel what it
is to live in fear,
We cannot understand,
So we show
respect,
Two minutes,
To think about the murdered ones,
Two minutes,
To think of what we have,
Two minutes,
To
think of the beatify of freedom,
And to show our respect.