No food now water no spouse,
All have been killed by the humans.
Having found a green island in the barren earth,
Recollecting the days of songs, dances and romance,
To pass a lonely life I am looking for a house.
My spouse has been killed in a nuclear madness,
Who will wipe my tears in a hunt-less rainy day,
Who will switch over my hunger to the thirst of love,
Who will welcome me when back without a hunt,
Who will change in happiness my lasting sadness!
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