3 acessos
Sun goes down, it is getting colder
Wind is sweet with toxic rain
Moisture soaks her dress and skin
Looking for a shelter in vain
With her older brother she is wandering
Through the ruins of the town
Cold and hungry they need a place
To stay the night, to sit down
On the stony ground of an empty house
They rest squatting close together
Soon the boy falls asleep...
But the girl ist still awake, and her eyes
Suddenly catch sight of an old tv
It alights emotions...
Memories...
Please do not cry!
Her brother whispers in her ear
Tomorrow we will find a better place
After dawn, when sun is rising...
Looking for the promised fairyland