When I will die;
A new life will come,
Again, walk in this old street,
Where, I will end my temptation.
When I will die;
A new poem will start,
Again, the words will be alive,
Where, I will loose my tunes.
When I will die;
A new curse will begin,
Again the burdens will be moved,
Where, I will be tired of these.
When I will die;
A new history will be written,
Again, there will be some wars,
Where, I will be defeated by life.
When I will die....
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