Hiroshima
There′s a shadow of a man at Hiroshima
where he'd pass the noon
in a wonderland at Hiroshima
′neath the August moon

And the world remembers his face
- remembers the place was here...

Fly metal bird to Hiroshima
and away your load
Speak the magic word to Hiroshima
let the sky explode

And the world remembers his name
- remembers the flame was here...
Hiroshima
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