The mallow tents and the flying saucers

O pretty world ! O pretty world !                                                                        O pretty world , please get up !                                                                           We are now in tents and tomorrow                                                                 We might be in dark tombs ,                                                                              Our tents are spreading like the pretty mallow                                                    Plants anywhere and everywhere ,                                                               The whole world is turning into tents                                                                Within tents as houses for the displaced                                                          Anywhere and everywhere on earth ,                                                               Our life is hard and unbearable                                                                        On our pretty earth because we're                                                                   No longer feel ourselves anymore ,                                                                  We are not kidding and we are telling                                                               The whole truth for all of you ,                                                                       We are dying like insects not cared                                                                    For by anyone or anything ,                                                                    A lot of mallow tents are spreading                                                                    like mallow or poisonous mushroom ,                                                       Where are you ? Where are we ?                                                                Kids , women , and men are real aliens                                                           On a different planet !                                                                                Where are the flying saucers to take strangers                                                And these aliens to their own planets ?                                                          I am not kidding because I see these tents                                                  Are spreading like the poisonous mushroom                                                     And the pretty mallows !