Little Zhora

Railway station, a last farewell
Your train is waiting
Still, I have some words to say
I’m now a soldier and you’re my son
From this war
You must be brave and go alone
 
Little Zhora
I hold you to my chest
Forgive me, son
But this is for the best
I’ll stay to guard our home
And someday you’ll come back
When fear is gone
In my hand I
Hold your little toy
You gave it
As a memory
But soon we’ll meet
When the sky is blue
So don’t forget
It’s always me and you
 
I hear the sirens, rockets come
Soon your train is far away
And you’re safe, my son
I’m softly whispering your name
And promise you someday
There will be peace again
 
Little Zhora
I hold you to my chest
Forgive me, son
But this is for the best
I’ll stay to protect our home
And someday you’ll come back
When fear is gone
 
Little Zhora
I hold you to my chest
Forgive me, son
But this is for the best
I’ll stay to guard our home
And someday you’ll come back
When fear is gone
In my hand I
Hold your little toy
The one you gave
As a memory
But soon we’ll meet
When the sky is blue
So don’t forget
It’s always me and you