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This is a story about a mother

About a mother and her daughters

She was all alone and then

Everything was gone

Her man was not around WHEN!

Airplanes bombed the town

They ran and tried to hide

In a basement of a house

The others ran there too the bomber saw them move

He dropped his load and no one moaned the loss of three young girls

When the war

was over her husband came from

prison camp, he found his wife ant two young girls

forgotten in a mass of bones

She was 21!

She was 21!

Only 21

She was all alone

They were piled together WITH!

Other´s legs and bones

They were buried in a grave

That no one knows or moans

They are all the same now

Women men and doughters

Laying in their grave now silent

Witnesses of slaughter

The others ran there...

She was 21...

If i was their man

I´d be there for them

I´d hold them in my hands

And we all would be dead

     If i was their man

     I´d be there for them

The others ran there...

She was 21...