War is over
Millions of children didn’t return to their home,
Their bodies have long since turned to dust,
The survivors got simply Afghan syndrome,
And I'm tired of reading news headlines,
Who try to catch me like a fish,
But I’m already a fish, already in their vice,
And now I have at least only one wish.
I want to hear it like it was in forty five,
No means where: in car, in gym or in shower,
Just a loudspeaker instead of familiar «Hi»
Told me rhapsodic: «War is over».
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Which lost in every harmless sin
The World will never be in peace
Untill with love each heart come beats
Людмила Богданова Ковалёва 26.03.2025 10:26 Заявить о нарушении