Hiroshima Day, Berwick Guild Hall                  Photo: Keith

Song composed and led by Elaine

CHORUS

Hirosh . . . . Hirosh . . . . Hiroshima

Hiba . . . .Hiba . . . . .Hibakusha

Seventy one years since it was done

But our new PM says she’d do it again

Please, Mrs May, not in our name

(No more)

REPEAT FIRST TWO LINES

From Tinian island on a B Twenty Nine                  

At 8.15 a.m. Japanese time

“Little Boy” launched from Enola Gay

Exploded one minute later . . .

Maximum temp several million degrees C

Top of the cloud seventeen thou metres high

Fireball a radius fifteen metres’ glare

Black rain for over an hour . . . .

CHORUS

Two hundred thousand died in the blast

Thermal burns and blindness cast

Radiation sickness, unforgettable fire

Harm carried through generations . . . .

Japanese legend says a thousand paper cranes

Fold them to make your wishes come true

Sadako Susaki believed this to mean

No more hibakusha like her . . . .

CHORUS x 2