unbearably unbearably hard
very hard to see decay
very terrible very terrible
see blood blows fight
unbearably unbearably hard
how hard and terrible very terrible
see dying eternal death
eternal death all around
will never be the end

and when the sun shone and childhood
it was and when the wind was blowing but light
and when the mountains and greens with us
sang sang sang just sang different
there were no songs of all this
there is never a feeling that we
immediately appeared adults and only
with childhood memories but no
childhood was not when there is blood

22.11.18