Come little children

She sings before sleep
Her own lullaby
She sings with her whole heart
So she won't cry
Sing it, little princess
All the monsters still hide
Don't sing too loud
And you'll can dream at night

He cries before sleep
Every single day
Nobody never sings for him
He can't forget his fate
Soldiers shouldn't cry, little boy
I know you can be so brave
I'm so sorry
You will never escape

She lives in a fairytale
And dances all the songs
While he lives in a battle
In silence and all alone
She asked him:
“Are you made of stone?”
He finally said:
“I don't wanna go home.”