i will go down a hill, up a hill, swimming through a rivier to a better land far from this world of pain war and suffer.
i will go by bote, car, plane, train i will walk if i need to.
i will go as far as my foots can carry me
i will run, crowl, jump, walk, to a land far from here.
i wont mind if this land is cold, hot, wet or dry.
i will proudly call it my home if it is safe.
i will dance throug the streets down the lains and just have a nice talk outside in the sun
i  will get away from this endless land of war mines, dessert, just get away from this peace of dead
i will go by bote, car, plane, train i will walk if i need to.
i will go as far as my foots can carry me
i will run, crowl, jump, walk, to a land far from here.

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