In the evening of a day
which was cold and grey,
I saw the panic in the eyes
while his mother dies.
Tears are falling from the sky,
I heard the joung boy's cry
among the ruins of town
where people laying down.
So much sorrow, so much pain
and broken heart brings war again.
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Liebe Grüße - Renate
Absolutely remarkable with great atmosphere, dear Helga. Kind regards from RT.
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