| We got up early, washed our faces
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| Walked the fields and put up crosses
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| Passed through the damned mountains
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| Went hellwards
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| And some of us returned
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| And some of us did not
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| In the fields and in the forests
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| Under the moon and under the sun
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| Another summer has passed before us
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| And not one man has
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| And not one woman has
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| Revealed the secrets of this world
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| So our young men hit with guns in the dirt
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| And in the dark places
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| Our young men hit with guns in the dirt
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| And in the dark places
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| Our young men hit with guns in the forests
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| And in the dark places
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| And not one man has
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| And not one woman has
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| Revealed the secrets of this world |