The School of Murder

In the schoolyard, it's spring, a day of murders, And the teacher is writing down the rules of murder, In the classrooms, there are no sleepy eyes anymore — they are not alive.
In the literature class, they read lines about war, And the children listen, and in their hearts a thought is born: "to kill is easy." We do not go home after classes, we were the first to be killed.


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Если это оригинал, то где перевод?
Если перевод, то где оригинал?

Борис Зарубинский   13.06.2026 14:20     Заявить о нарушении
Оригинал в моём профиле. С уважением, Вероника.

Вероника Логунова   13.06.2026 14:40   Заявить о нарушении