Bosnia
In the falldead bodies lie
waiting for the leaves
to fall
In the spring thru
winter snows
a hand is there to
wave us thru with
lips no sound to hear
the direction is quite
clear
for in the grassy fields
the flowers show the
bodies of the children
gone
in the fall
dead bodies lie
waiting for the
leaves to fall
orffeo '98
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