It's spring...
The storm was stirred by the storm
Some lives
Already with the waist
Some dreams
Dim and dim
From Lerou and War-lunatics
They are dark
The futures that are locked up
He fell down for a moment
Getting up again
They are full of pride.
Crushed
Some of the future
In the sky
Reawaken as stars
Placed under cover
Pieces of resentment
Work hard
They have come back...
Our freedoms
Not to be detained by anyone
What we hate the most
I had to buy it....
'War'
A new page...
We are on this road
The steps
How can it be.....
The main thing is to keep pace
Proportion is not falling
Their history
Wild and tame
Will record...
Lanes
How many?
The right way is one way
If you want to take a shortcut
The goal is
It will be blurry....
Don't give up.
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