She burned in Badou!
She burned in Badou!
She burned in Badou!

She woke today
in a crowd in Badou
Alive, unafraid
as she wandered the rue
When she was a girl
she had known such a world as Badou

Fields were ablaze
with poppies in bloom
She lingered to play
with the children at noon
They spoke of the days
and the curious ways of Badou
She wondered if they
would truly be saved in Badou

She cried for the Queen of Angels
She cried for the little Guy
She cried for the motherless children
She cried for the hurt inside

She burned in Badou!

When she flew away
she was long overdue
She hoped to bring
something back she could use
But it was clear from the start
what was rare was the heart of Badou
The moon and the stars
weren't so far from the town of Badou

How does if feel to be
one of the beautiful people
or haven't you heard, now

She burned in Badou!