Words are enough for me,
words can set you free.
Believe this sad wing:
stars aren't a dream.
I've looked into your eyes
more than into mine.
I believe this time
you will be fine.
Our brother has gone to war,
Our brother won't come home.
But I hope you'll smile
even in this time.
Please, don't say it's over
we have to grow older
before the end of time,
before another crime.
Now I kiss you, sister
write me before Easter,
I miss you like before.
Soon I'll be home.
![Silla - Gagarin - [ prod. Weirdo - cuts Dj Tsura ]](https://img.youlistener.com/upl2/public/663/176/133/kUbruSVf1_Q.jpg)
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