Think of their children,
Their laughter, their tears.
Cherish them always,
Throughout coming years.
Then pray for their parents,
Who suffer such pain,
And remember their children,
Who died in Dunblane.

Think of our children,
The joy that they bring.
Think of them always,
With each coming spring.
Take care of our young ones,
Who suffer in pain,
And remember those children,
Who died in Dunblane.

Snowdrops in springtime, new blossoms abound.
Teardrops from angels, fall down to the ground.
Together in Heaven, no longer in pain,
Innocent children, who died in Dunblane.

Think of our children,
Their problems, their needs.
Cherish them always,
With words and by deeds.
Destroy all these handguns,
That cause so much pain,
And remember those children,
Who died in Dunblane.