In the memory of those who didn t come back from Afgan
Two flowers have faded away in a vase
Reminding the days of the past
Reminding the war and unfinished sunrise
The glory, men’s fear, women’s cries
Reminding that fellow who gave to his Land
His life that had merely started
Reminding the Fate and the dark Devil’s hand
Who sang day by day about parting.
In twilight the fellow said softly Good Bye
And left his sweet-heart for Afgan
He promised to struggle for Piece and for Life
But he was entrapped by the gun
Two flowers have faded away in a vase
Reminding the days of the past
A girlie set down on the wet purple grass
To kiss obelisk, cleaning out the dust
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