1. Song of Wind
In those streets, an old wind stirs the memory
Of ancient life and sorrow,
Flying like sparks between gate and tower.
Fickle as snow.
Those who remain will sing to brand the city
With the fire of lost bodies,
So that in further years
They, too, will shed history
Onto listeners among the stones.
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