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On that border it was written exactly like this
The last one to leave should turn off the light and then
May no one be able to see where
This poor town among the ruins is
An old man remained there
With his pain almost dry because
Too many tears have already fallen
They make a void inside himself
I can't leave here, he said
My feet are too tired and then
This land is my land, you see there
I actually planted that cherry tree I
And in a few months it will bloom
As a sign of hope it will bloom again
And seeing this long trail
My heart tightens more than ever
See that they will go away
All the friends, all the voices
The birds will go too
As soon as day comes they will go away
Get away from here, get away from this bad luck
This winter at doors that other cold will blow
All things will go away the young brides
They will go away to where who knows
How far it will take before stopping a while
On that border it was written something like this
The last one to leave should turn off the light and then
May he never come back again until he comes
/>The good times of common sense
For humanity on that border