A forgotten story - Kozbo

The ancient city is now barely a town,
A great fortress, today only a village.
As soon as the chronicle mentions it, the earth will give up the bones,
Smartphone children playing in cemeteries,
They don't know what bodies and fear are.

The clock tower frozen in time,
The hot streets are empty today.
Angels of stone look down on us,
History is silent and the wind only rustles,
In the hearts of those cities that have forgotten themselves.

Today a place of peace, once a battlefield,
Where tears and screams were lost in the darkness.
Shadows of the past dance across the ruins,
And the old heritage is heard like an echo,
In the land of oblivion, where the noise does not reach.

Smartphone children, forget for a moment,
Visit this city with an ancient soul.
Listen to the stories the walls tell,
About heroes, about love and longing,
About the history hidden in stone.

The ancient city is now barely a town,
A great fortress, today only a village.
As soon as the chronicle mentions it, the earth will give up the bones,
Smartphone children playing in cemeteries,
They don't know what bodies and fear are.

The clock tower frozen in time,
The hot streets are empty today.
Angels of stone look down on us,
History is silent and the wind only rustles,
In the hearts of those cities that have forgotten themselves.

Today a place of peace, once a battlefield,
Where tears and screams were lost in the darkness.
Shadows of the past dance across the ruins,
And the old heritage is heard like an echo,
In the land of oblivion, where the noise does not reach.

Smartphone children, forget for a moment,
Visit this city with an ancient soul.
Listen to the stories the walls tell,
About heroes, about love and longing,
About the history hidden in stone.

Smartphone children, forget for a moment,
Visit this city with an ancient soul.
Listen to the stories the walls tell,
About heroes, about love and longing,
About the history hidden in stone.

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