Maquiladora - Voiceless Тексты

A voiceless shout reminds me
Of how life goes, silently
Hand in hand with death

Reminds me of a dead willow
Sadly lost in ukraine
That would really love to rest
Watching its last dutch sunset

And this moving scene reminds me
Of how faith blooms so brightly
When we face the death

Watching its last
Dutch sunset

I don’t know where they are
I don’t know
I want them back
I want my children back
(Begged the grieving mom to russia)