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There will come soft rains, and the smell of the ground
Swallows circling with a shimmering sound
Frogs by the water singing through the night
Wild plum trees in the tremulous white
Life won't mind, won't care at all
When we're gone, Spring will still call
Birds will sing, trees will stand tall
Life will go on, despite our fall
Robins in their fiery hue
Whistling songs in the morning dew
No one will know the war is done
No one will care, not even the sun
Life won't mind, won't care at all
When we're gone, Spring will still call
Birds will sing, trees will stand tall
Life will go on, despite our fall
Life won't mind, won't care at all
When we're gone, Spring will still call
Birds will sing, trees will stand tall
Life will go on, despite our fall
Written by: Andrei Prokhorov
