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But soft, what light through yonder window breaks. It is the east, and a nuclear winter begins.
Or is it to threaten the calm peace of spring, a deadly beast looming on the horizon.
We, mere mortals of our nations, caught in the crossfire of men with blood on their minds.
Or perhaps it is the faint falling of ash they yearn for, the bowing of a nation under their might.
Who is to break the peace. Кто начи начнёт войнч. Wer ist den Frieden zu brechen?
The falling of a madman, defeated by the combination of their power, now at odds with each other.
Maenner mit Power. Мужчины которые в бой. Men who wish to show their might.
War is what we are good at, killing each other from the distance of safety.
It is not our наше unser life we play with, but the theory of troops Гуманные жизнь Entbaerliche Kraefte we throw away like a children’s game.
Die Torheit der Menschen. Великолепность победы The show of our forces.
“Speak softly and carry a big stick.” "Один мужчина с оружием может контролировать сто без" “Die Kraft liegt nicht in der Verteidigung, aber im Angriff”
But yearn нуждаться Sehnen we must and do, to be good, to be bad, to break and to heal.
We must fight! Wir muessen ueberleben! мыдалжны улучшатся!
A cold face, a close tie, a distance and a wall.
Ich bin die Wand. я спасу тебя. I will save you
“There is nothing to fear except fear itself.” Wer sagt dass ich Angst habe? я сделаю тебя трусливом
My country твою страну Wessen Land?
It is your fault, I did not ask for this.
ты воруешь от всех врёшь всем как луса. для общества! Хуйня.
Ihr streitet beide und ich bin in der Mitte gefangen. Ich habe kein Unrecht begangen. Ich habe Unrechte begangen, aber ich war es nicht.
Greed is the basis of man, it leads to greatness and a brighter future. We must be free to greed!
жадность портит мужчин от неё только боль и грусть, будущая нежелательная. мы должны отвернуться от жадности!
Der Mensch ist das Problem des Menschen, gefangen in ihren Spielen. Wir mussen einen anderen Weg finden.
Still. A stillness. The calm before a storm. A storm, will it come.
Raggiungerò la prosperità nonostante la vostra follia. Costruirò un futuro di mio gradimento.
Ja. Nein. Yes. No. Да. Нет.
I dare say let’s not.
No. Нет. Vielleicht.
The enemy of my enemy is still my enemy.
Bin ich Dein Feind?
ты мой враг. но в этом мы товарищи.
A team. Ein Team? союз
My team now.
The world will always be at war, but good men should step in.
Good men are the men not with blood in their heads, or on their minds. But the power to face what is wrong and survive.
The will to continue and the will to push aside grievances for the good of the many.
нужда многих Die Beduerfnisse der Wenigen.
The needs of those without power and those without voices, the need for peace.