I saw the sun Almighty guided,
Which fallen down in ocean red.
I saw the tears by mothers flowed
And privy smile by father's lad.
I heard missile dropping out,
And peoples' cry on bloody mess.
I heard a tiny faith provided
By holy sacred mother prays.
I feel the centuries inflection,
A greedy evil some minds' set.
I bleed for fellas on their twenties,
Who crossing tightly in dusty trench.
I pray, my russians, for prosper future
I pray to God for early win.
I see miraculous direction,
To peace in every western head.
I saw
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