My little sister is scared
She tore up all her dolls
My little sister is scared
She burned all her notebooks
My little sister, she is crying
We touched her privacy
Our parents are separated
There is nothing to do in her iron box.
And I know she understood
What will be her life
On a very ordinary morning
She could do anything
She could screw everything up
My 2 brothers are at war
Armed to the teeth by what awaits them
My 2 older brothers are at war
Against the universe and the entire earth
And I no longer know what to do
To calm their anger
/>just tell them that one fine day
and they could
they could screw everything up
to revolution - to revolution
My mother is no longer peaceful
She saw her son in girls' heels
And my father, on the contrary
Distinguished himself by his freedom
And I say my prayer
To break my anger
What I should do
I could well
Tomorrow fuck everything up
To Revolution To Revolution
And I know my sister my brothers
Case our anger
What we should do
We could well
Tomorrow everything is ruined