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Eat away my sorrows
and give me back my life.
Help me plant a new tree
so we could be set free at last.

Clear away the smoke,
its killing our new life
We must guard it with our swords,
and protect it with our shields

A flower blooms,
a symbol of you
We have began again,
a puppet and its master

Let the birds chirp
and the maidens sing
We have done it,
we are free to live.

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