I won't believe...
Yes. I won't believe
That my country has become a jungle
And my people have turned into a ball
And the pure salt of love has spoiled...
And the sleeping one is still sleeping
And that the child who is still young
On his lips Seasons upon seasons change
And he doesn't change
With the smile of his teeth,
He gleams a thousand stars...
I won't believe that with a bullet...
been shot by the heartless one
He dies...
And the killer is still alive
May God blind their hearts.
This is upsetting.
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