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I disappeared in war,
I don't know where I am,
Peace doesn't exist in war
Because you wonder where I am.

Dead people invade this land,
Why should love be there?
I hear things lovers pretend,
The things I can't dare.

Hearts are full of wickedness,
Never let girls go to battlefields
Because each girl is a princess.

War is not like love fields
Because soldiers are younger
And I'm not ready to be a lover.