Life contracts and death is expected,
As in season of autumn.
The soldier falls.
 
He does not become a three-days personage.
Imposing his separation,
Calling for pomp.
 
Death is absolute and without memorial,
As in a season of autumn,
When the wind stops,
 
When the wind stops and, over the heavens,
The clouds go, nevertheless,
In their direction.

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