Uprostøed stromù - na svatém místì,
tam, kde nelétají ptáci
Desire of tear
to see
the fates of them,
who are just the statues in this time..
sochy..
Cítit jejich pocity
We met the woman with book in hand
She had a dry bough instead of blackened face
Noc svítí uprostøed stromu
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