Cease forever
Time moves on
The lines are drawn
People rush with aim
And then claim
No one knows
When shall be delivered blow
But that does not deter
Men certainly look after
The past is left behind
With no trace to find
The life may cease forever
But time shall move ever
Let us not behave irresponsible
And see the situation as force able
No one has escaped dragnet
We call it bad luck or fate
It is sure to make it certain
We shall merge into clay without pain
The earth call is awaited
The facts here are merely stated
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It is sure to make it certain We shall merge into clay without pain The earth call is awaited The facts here are merely stated
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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