In the midst of the Happy mountains
stood a Happy little home
with a happy mother, little ones
and a busy happy dad.
In the midst of the Happy mountains
in the Happy little home
they sang , they danced
they loved, lived and hoped.
Fire roared ; amidst the serene mountains
Smoke heat and blood
The happy little mountains
Was roaring, with anguish bitter and harsh
Happiness..halted..starled silence!
In da midst of the Silent mountains
stood sad solemn tombstones
One for the mother, big one for the dad
and little little ones
stood sadly smiling back
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