Man has the life of butterflies
In the darkness of sacrifice

The darkness gets
And closer

I hope the sun shines again
The sky turns blue again

I feel overwhelmed by this pit of hell

I hope
I hope
I hope

Life will return
Freedom will be freed

I hear my comrades at the borders of a unstoppable sleep

The sky still has bravely singing lark that mark our place in the sky

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