© Sony Music Entertainment – Israel, 2013
As two kids who always spent their time and played with toy guns in their hands.
There you stood in front of me. They taught me that you’re my enemy.
And when our eyes have met, we both set sails to death.
With guns of grown up men, I fear it might be my last breath.
Eye to eye, our aim is blinded by the sun.
Seeking higher ground, to a safe haven I now run.
The night had fell on no man’s land, this flute was heard from out there in the dark.
I knew the words and joined in song. This nightly truce a miracle of hope.
We raise our hands and walk upright to move towards each other.
No guns, no death between – the enemies now turned to brothers.
Together on this barren earth I tell him of my son.
No pawns or deadly toys.
The morning comes, and we are done.
We head to base and end the truce that lasted through this war of liars.
A vision of a better life where music drowns the toy gun’s fire.
Next night I see a shadow and we both shoot in the name of God.
As we fell down our eyes have met, our friendship ends now in this turmoil of blood.
Owner of this blog. Ukrainian-born Jew of Polish and Russian descent and of Crimean Karaite heritage. Currently living in Poland. Generally impartial at politics. Political syncretist. Opinionated but willing to listen to anyone’s opinion. Certified mastering of 51 languages. Works in service of Sony. Active in support of orphans, foundlings, and other children without parental care in Ukraine, Belarus, Russia, Moldova, Poland and Kazakhstan. Supporter of adoption and foster care. Mentor of 9 children. Previous foundling who now has been adopted. Diagnosed with health and mental health issues, but not disabled. Has a great love for anime, gaming, and TV series. Philanthropist. Social pedagogy graduate.