Line to line,
Peace and war stood facing each other,
to call upon their differences.

War spreads weapon to men,
Who are then faced with death.
Thunder and lightning flash down on the dead
lying on the battlefield.

Peace fills meadows with multi-colored flowers,
Quiet animals scurry through the green forests.
Peaceful white clouds make the day drowsy.
Doves fill the sky with love and hope.

Line to line,
Peace and war stood facing each other,
to call upon there differences.
 
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