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I used to listen to the songs
Before the blasts and mess from bombs.
The houses burn, the people wail,
Another nightmare fairytale.
So I can say I’ll rest at last.
I’m sorry that this life has passed,
Yet now I’ll go where there’s no war,
I’ll think not of it, not any more
In this last verse, the subject tells how he used to listen to their songs. It may refer to him working in a peacekeeping role, where there was little combat initially, and how he could mix with the locals and enjoy things such as music, but he shows that the nightmare of war takes all such peace away, and the sound is no longer a pleasant tune.
Due to this, he is happy that he's going to rest, although he regrets that his life is going, but he knows that there is no more war for him to have to think about or live through.