1944 (Jamala Acoustic Cover)

[bad word] crimeanmusic

When strangers are coming...
They come to your house,
They kill you all and say,
We’re not guilty, not guilty!

Where is your mind?
Humanity cries.
You think you are gods, but everyone dies.
Don't swallow my soul! Our souls...

Yaşlığıma toyalmadım,
Men bu yerde yaşalmadım...
Yaşlığıma toyalmadım,
Men bu yerde yaşalmadım...

We could build a future
Where people are free
To live and love.
The happiest time.

Where is your heart?
Humanity rise.
You think you are gods, but everyone dies.
Don't swallow my soul! Our souls...

Yaşlığıma toyalmadım,
Men bu yerde yaşalmadım...
Yaşlığıma toyalmadım,
Men bu yerde yaşalmadım...

Vatanıma toyalmadım.. [bad word] crimeanmusic