He came across the meadows
One day at the end of May
It was warm
But he froze
About the hands
He came as a liberator
With right as death in his hand
But for him life was
A child of ideas
And the world was silent
As only the world
Can do
She sat in the shade
Under a tree
When the deliverer came
She was beauty
Goodness and hope
In the same man
He loads the rifle
And the beauty turns
And says
I am r not your enemy
It is
Man
From a distance she is cruel
But feel my heat
Wh turn
Turn
Liberator turn
The world was right
And the world was wrong
When the liberator left< br/>No one can ever change it
But beauty fades
And goodness dies
When man at a distance
Get ¥r us to close our eyes

INVIA LE CORREZIONI