Lyrics Антон Макаров - Братья

The buzz of sick platforms
But no
Sound of siens deprived
But yes

I heard I was told that everywhere is a hoax
And that you, me, we are all brothers

But how many more brothers are needed?
How many more people are needed?

I heard shouting that the land is visible
And that you, me, we are all brothers

Hyacinth and Crocus
In your hands
We will wear a robe
And we will wait

When they tell us "all that you have - not just because"
And that you, me, we are all brothers

Let me sleep quietly
Under the barking of water
Hallelujah
Vaidarbhi

You see how little we have left to live
And that you, me, we are all brothers