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This park was a road with horses
This park was a family pet
This park was where people met.
This park was where a lot of people sat,
This park was boring.
This park was mourning
Where all the people died
And other people sighed.

This park is where you relax.
This park is where you smell flowers
Then stop wearing contacts.

This park has grass snakes
If you write a story
This is where it takes place.

This is where the dead cat is
Where bees go around saying bzz bzz

I hope this park will be a zoo
I wish you go too
I hope this park will have an alligator
In a few years it will be better later

BRAFA Square will never be gone
But we will remember the song.

I wish this park will never be dirty
And will always do a curtsy.