Kyiv
Larissa Iceglass, William Maybelline
And I still can’t figure out why
You were born there and not I
They’re firing rockets on your apartment
And not on the one of mine
And I still can’t figure out why
You‘re in bunker and not I
You’re lying there in the darkness
And here everything‘s bright
And I still don’t understand why
You had to leave and not I
And over and above
How to tell it to the child
That we are so close to armageddon
Baby, we must stick together