An afternoon of winter
It rained blood and death
Whistled peace in the wind
They sat on earth and breath
The coming dusk reminded
Them the cruelty of war
The courtyard of sand was
Wetted by the tears of sword
Some lied on the field
Somes have cried
In that Misty winter evening
Some have been buried
Many thunder remain
All it lightens after the rain
Jul 17, 2018
Jul 17, 2018 at 8:32 AM UTC
An afternoon of winter
It rained blood and death
Whistled peace in the wind
They sat on earth and breath
The coming dusk reminded
Them the cruelty of war
The courtyard of sand was
Wetted by the tears of sword
Some lied on the field
Somes have cried
In that Misty winter evening
Some have been buried
Many thunder remain
All it lightens after the rain
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