Early morning, under the clear sky
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The beautiful sun was rising
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Flowers and silky grass were coming to life in the plains
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Young stems were straightening up to the light
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And birds and beasts were waking up
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Gloriuos morning comes again
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Black raven is flying by low
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Is there a bitter disaster coming?
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Soldiers are marching the roads
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The sun is illuminating the blades
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The sun was rising up to noon
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A bloody battle has started in the plain
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Can't see where is friend and where is enemy
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Spears and sharp arows were flying
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And the scarlet hot blood
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Spilled on the green grass
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The sun was drooping to the eve
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Widows and children were coming
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Washing off fathers and brothers with tears
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Covering them with the mother raw earth
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The sun was hiding behind the mountains
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Graves and crosses were rising
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Not a blade of grass has left in the plain
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It won't rise again till the spring
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