Brewees - Брат
текст песни

Autumn, what are you doing to me?
Carpet of leaves in the yard
Traffic light stuck at red
The country rests in darkness

My hero is long gone
Hit the road into the distance
And no one to replace
There's just one big finger all around

And outside my window there is a landscape -
Injustice, bribes and blackmail

Oh, where are you, brother?
Come home
It's too early, early, early for you
Retire

Oh, where are you, brother?
Come home
It's too early, early, early for you
Retire

It's kind of empty here without you
We survive in spite of
And the city is covered in darkness
Counting down the days until the weekend

We sing sad songs
Others are forbidden to us
Looks like we can't wait anymore
The coming of spring

And outside my window there is a landscape -
Injustice, bribes and blackmail

Oh, where are you, brother?
Come home
It's too early, early, early for you
Retire

Oh, where are you, brother?
Come home
It's too early, early, early for you
Retire

Oh, where are you, brother?
Come home
It's too early, early, early for you
Retire

Oh, where are you, brother?
Come home
It's too early, early, early for you
Retire