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Stop fighting already
Breaking, shouting, insulting
The lights are already out
And everyone here is sleeping
The flowers on the hill
Said softly and pleasantly
That there is no way back to the home that was
Cyclamen and chrysanthemum
Anemones and tulips
On such a pleasant bed
Turn me into a flower and songs
Turn me into a flower and songs
Everyone here is sleeping
Stop fighting already
Everyone here is sleeping
Stop fighting already
Everyone here is sleeping
Everyone here is sleeping
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