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910 B
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32 lines
910 B
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While the murderers walk the earth
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At night no buzzing verses furnace,
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My ashes to stir poker.
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But the smoke going up from the chimneys of Dachau,
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I live down on the meadow.
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I was with someone wanted to get even,
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I could not lie in dust and ashes.
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He could not remain in the land killed,
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While the murderers walk the Earth.
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Let hell has long been crammed,
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There is clearly not enough many people.
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And I killed the song rises,
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And the song of their call to search for the killers.
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Walk around the globe in anger,
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Look for them in the light and in the darkness.
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How can you calmly shine, sky,
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While the murderers walk the earth !?
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Arise same, tortured children
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Among those looking for bad people
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And wear a judicial robe
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On behalf of all future children!
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And you do not sleep, you do not sleep, people,
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In Paris, and Warsaw, and Orel
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Let your memory wakes you at night,
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While the murderers walk the earth!
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