From the dark


An uprooted...
An empty sky
On my way...
Run and fly
Over the fence.
Gun!chase thy!
None with sence-or
No one with cents,
Baught the Freedom!

The bulls split fire there;
Bombing over the crying
Flowers!
Jumping bodies are witness
For war,
Crumbling! metal bulls ,
Fire everywhere...

Cracked my sight...
Smoke in left and right.
Seems that, it's a dark night!

Clouds of crowd escaped,
Loudly I cried to the earth!
"Oh... my land,
Oh... the mother of freedom!
I will go afar...
You are alone...
Your,
Night and day will be
A red river!
Songs you hear,
Sad ,be here...!"

"Oh! The wind ,
No one here!
Forgotten pure white of my
Forbidden veil ,with red stains!

A long walk to the Safe.
A wrong walk we seek,
Around years and decades we
Walk!
A new world we dream!

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