Three borders, three death

Three borders, three deaths

She came to me and said goodbye!
I saw it in her eyes that she couldn’t bear it any more;
She left an old photo there
And int he evening left by train.

She did not take anything with her, just her blue jeans,
- everybody was waiting for her – after two weeks
she woke up tiredly and she was crying every night;
in her dreams she often came home.

Three borders are like three deaths;
Three borders have been separating us for two years now;
Three borders are like three deaths;
There is no way to her.

After a year she married a Swedish doctor;
Since then I got two long letters;
Everything is fine, everything is O.K. with them
They are now having a new car.

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