════════════════════════════════════════════════ SHE WAS

She was among the hostages they captured in the hall.

She was a girl of 20 and frightened like they all.

That girl, she was no hero - the one fact I can give.

She was so young, so cool and sweet - that▓s why she pined to live.

She jumped up to her feet and then she rushed right to the door,

But they shot at her, then shot again - she fell down to the floor.

The men came up to her and saw her lying on her back.

They laughed just making fun of death, their hands full of some snack

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She could have had a family, she could have had a lad,

She did her best to stay alive, she did it - she is dead┘

She could have been a happy girl, she could have been a wife,

She could have pleased her parents, she could have been alive┘

═For her there▓d been no sense to live for all these 20 years

▒Cause all her life converted into a pool of tears.

But somewhere in the endless sky as well as in my heart

Her name will stay forever ▒cause it▓s written in the stars.