Together ... Author VB
In a whirlwind of hatred in the whirlwind of war, when you don't know who is lurking some human skeleton, when you ask yourself where will you be tomorrow ... I want to be with you If he has to die already, he has to let it not be in desolate solitude Let me not die looking at the side of the face Let our views, if we have to die already, never separately
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It's a very beautiful song.