From War to War
Whispers in steppes
Bullets on grass
Cold autumn breath
What stories do you tell us?
I hear the wind
That responds me
«They need your blood
They need your will
And need your love»
So young faces are waiting for tomorrow
But they don’t see the way they follow
A dance with the death
From war to war
Behind the bleak veil
Under the skin layer
In the screaming dry throat
Can your feel the pulse of life beyond the curtain of war?
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