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Lying down under the last snow

Am i the last in your way?

Am i the flame under our feets?

The last war before to die?

Go up the smog to the sky

The sky has loose his fire

flame stay in earth.

And all the leaf of blood

sing our same air.

Dissipate the mist of our winter

Horrid and nightly the grief switch on.

And all the leaf of blood

turn back to the sunset.

All is aurora´s color!