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The land is all tired, she doesn't sing

Just like a heart that no longer beats

So sadly sways the frail leaf in the fall

It may never return anymore

But before it could rest in the ground

Tell them the story, how it all went down

Quiet is the river, still as a tomb

In the frozen ground bones shiver in gloom

They long for home, like a bird they would fly

The homeland is calling her sons who had died

The camp's still, the battlecries are all gone

The branches are crying, numb is the song