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Blow the horn and it will give me strength. I remember what kind of fighter I used to be. It is difficult to start life from scratch; there is sadness in the soul; there is emptiness in the heart(

I am a soldier but I have been wounded more than once and would have stopped the journey, leave me here, he is not a fighter in whom there is no more fire

Blow the horn, I still have to overcome the evil fate, it’s unlikely that I’m destined to make my way without light, I won’t walk right away, I’ll stumble and fall, and I won’t be able to get up

But suddenly a voice will sound from above, don’t lose hope and remember who you are and believe in yourself and you will immediately become strong, pull yourself together now and remember who you are