The cuckoo-clock ringed
Father kissed my forehead
He said ьу - Good night, my son
And turned the light off
Listen, cuckoo, papa is gone (dead)
Turn the light on
Because I'm afraid
Listen, cuckoo, papa is gone
Turn the light on
And turn the time off
This is love song
Flying to my father
He escaped with the wind
He leaved us alone
This is love song
Flying to my mother
That bore everything
That hurt her to her bones
This is why my mother
Has cried in silence
Has cried in the night
Because he controlled herself in the morning
Listen, cuckoo, papa is gone (dead)
Turn the light on
Because I'm afraid
Listen, cuckoo, papa is gone
Turn the light on
And turn the time off
This is love song
Flying to my brothers
I grew up with them
We missed him by years
This is a scream of love
I send it to the sky
I've asked them many times
But it has never answered me

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