Suddenly it's night
the cold sets in harshly
the city trembles
livid it trembles
the library burns, the books written and copied by hand
that the Sephardic Jews they bring to Sarajevo fleeing from Spain
the fires rise to the sky
the fires rise in dark blazes
the library of the Southern Slavs, Europeans from the Balkans, burns
they burn the books
possible routes, the maps, the memories, the help of others
the eyes are raised to the sky, the fires rise in dark blazes
the fires rise to the sky, the fires rise in dark blazes
suddenly it becomes night
the cold is wedged harshly
the city trembles
like a creature
dark blazes livid rooms
Ethnic sniper eye assassin
The sun is high: thirst and sweat
The moon is full: no luck
We don't care about the war which doesn't have weapons
We don't care about the peace which kills here and there
priests, popes, mullahs fuck us
the UN, NATO, civilization
life is beautiful inside a basin, a moving target for every sniper
beautiful life in Sarajevo city
this is the tale of cowardice

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