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Good night Switzeland, good night.
Time to dream, time to turn off lights,
Mornings in grief, nights in woe.
Good night Red men in heroic uniforms,
Lift your sad eyes to the sky and watch the stars fight.
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The road ends once again, too soon,
Four years ago and now once more.
Hand the wreath over to the neighbor,
Knees on ground, bowing out of Euro.
Good night Switzeland… dream, sweet dream.