As I hear the virtues of the lost
Forbidden for forever
I see a stranger at the coast
Mind you forgiver
I seek the eyes
Where the sacred secret lies
Born in the day of the war
Bear no scar
In the silence
The wind blows
I look up for what the future lends
And as I stare up
I see my answer so close
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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