Where the land meets the sky,
Where the death meets the life
You choose to live or die,
Or to have a hard fight.
But to win means to loose
And to loose means to die,
There’s no time to choose,
To pray or to cry.
Where the Sun goes down,
Where it rises again,
Where you have no time
To think or to care.
It’s the desert of death,
It’s green valley of life,
Where you have just one chance
To die or to fight.
Where the land meets the sky,
Where the death meets the fight,
There your soul is high
And the dream starts the life…
(18.09.97)
Where
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