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General

General from the transitor
I hear it shouting "order, strictness!"
But you know that where you're sitting
Nobody asks for help, and there's not a single mine
And generals polish their medals
And their blood is as cold as reptile's
But I'm the one who crawls between scrubs
And looks up-close at how bullets fly
And behind the hill, I wish you knew
It's so cold that you'd freeze
And there's a rifle shots
guys's screams, days that have been lost
and shattered glass music
Peasant, you wouldn't give me this dance
My uniform is different from your brothers',
that have already been gone for a year, and that won't come back
Different's the flag and the same are the burdens
And those who say that I hate you, what do they know?
What do they even know?
 
And the most terrible thing about war
Is that it's wonderful even if millions die
With dads seven metres underground
And with sons that make songs about them
 
General, it's been so long
But when I think back to it I still cry
I still have that taste of burning in my mouth
I remember friends with their faces down in mud
And a train that left full but returned empty
In the mornings I shiver when I sleep little
I dream of a black sky from which rains fire
And barbed wire that slowly wraps me
And blocks me, tears me apart, goes in my mouth,
chokes me, the air's toxic
Like when a bomb fell to the ground and I waited for the next one
and the next one, and the next one, and the next one
And a dull peasant
waits by the door like a little girl
for a brother that left early in the morning and headed to the hill
And behind the hill a trasitor crackled
On a day in April
But I had already tossed the rifle
I had already tossed the rifle
 
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