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General, behind the hill
there's the night, german and deadly
and in the meadow there's a farmer,
bent on sunset, she looks like a young girl
fifty years old and five sons
they came to the world like bunnies
they went to war like soldiers
and they didn't come back yet.

General, behind the station,
do you see the train that went to sun,
it doesn't stop anymore, not even for a wee,
heading straight home, not thinking anymore
that war is nice, even if it hurts
that we'll go back to sing,
and to make love,
love with nurses

General, the war is over
the enemy fled, it's won, it's defeated
Behind the hill there's no one anymore
only pine needles and silence and shrooms
good for eating, good for drying
to make sauce when christmas comes,
when kids cry
and they don't want to go to sleep

General, these five stars
these five tears on my skin
what sense they have inside the noise
of this train, that's half empty
and half full, and quick it goes
towards the return, in two minutes
it's almost day, it's almost home,
it's almost love.