barren sky, sifting cloth is weeping red The mourning veil is waving high a field of stars and tears we've shed In the sky a broken flag, children wave
a barren sky. Sifting cloth is weeping red. The mourning veil is waving high a field of stars and tears we've shed. In the sky a broken flag, children
Tulkojums: Smith, Patti. Broken karogs.