“The Finder”
Little snowflakes fallingBuy from the street…oh, freedom Can you find it?And coldness Even thoughthe cold is not equal, O God!Heating is not provided. A small child in the snowforest Stay on fire. With theheat coming out of the village.Ashes Garbage New and complicated.Once upon a time!It’s Our little village. Ashes and bulletsIt’s complicated.Once upon a time It’s sour village’s school.wherever you go, Everywhereyou look, you will see Ashes. The road is dry. Full of crying.Fear…