Black clouds hang over the center of Europe. Ring of Barbed wire shakes the trenches. Cellars, basements of buildings as a deadly wound. Yugoslavia is on fire. Night. Balkans are burning.
People flee from their homes to the sounds of shells. The women clutching children, die. Proudly in the fire killed the soldiers. Fatal. A horrible scenes of death and destruction is real.
The Balkans have not seen the light, On the ground collapsed death. The corpses greeted the dawn. Peacemakers must die.
Uncompromising struggle of Albanians and Serbs. Panic, fear, knifing - torn nerves. Someone decided for the people of this problem, Sending "peacemakers" there to destroy the system.
And after a hellish battles were ruins. The memory of the dead are now preserved tombs. Cellars, basements of buildings as a deadly wound. There is no Yugoslavia. The end. Burnt Balkans.
The Balkans have not seen the light, At the ground collapsed death. The corpses greeted the dawn. Peacemakers must die.