We might die young by Eliza Vanghele (19, Romania)

​frenzy on the streets,
we all just run
and we run and we run
like hamsters on the wheel
to a future far away,

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​we might die young
so we are looking for some trouble
in the daylight,
since the night may never come.
this is it,
this is the moment,
we were so happy living slowly,
that even the clocks were stoping for our pleasure,
now we just run and run
because our time might be up.
we hear bombs across the border,
so we light up fireworks to cover the blast.

​frenzy on the streets,
we are all drunk on liquor,
courage and hope are already consumed
we might die young,
so let’s dance on the bar tables
until we’ll hide under them.