It\'s all the same to me
When they\'re telling me about life
And about death, too
It\'s all the same to me
When they\'re telling me about the good
And the bad, too
There\'s no more support
In this always unfair war
Now there are only rests of those honest souls
Friends died
Neighbours died
Now there are only succeses of the murderers
They got done with the worthes
Of the blood and the poet
Now there\'re only ruins of the dead native country
They got done with the world
They got done with childern
Now there are only memories of those years alive
It\'s all the same to me
When they\'re telling me about life
And about death, too
It\'s all the same to me
When they\'re telling me about the good
And the bad, too
It\'s all the same to me, It\'s all the same to me
It\'s all the same to me, It\'s all the same to me
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