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Am Ende der Stille (At The End of Silence)


Your words glide into the morn’
In a soft pink veil
Drifting over the earth
To pale and disappear in silence
Only the yearning of my voice – in a begging prayer
Remembers the words you once laid in me so tenderly
Thus my hope too fades away
And the silence kindles the war