DESCRIPTION:
Sin duda alguna, dos de los pueblos mas heridos por su historia son el mexicano y el ruso. Este video es un encuentro casual de dos almas tristes, dos aves anhelando el vuelo, librándose de sus respectivos estigmas nacionales. Niño ereje con la calidad de siempre nos muestra con sus letras, con su sonido y su armonía que en cada estación y en cada anden siempre habrá una historia que contar. Paola Klug

LYRICS
Fobatroiska's Children

Daughter of the cold war,
protected by Lenin and his red army,
she had a bed in preschool,
and an enemy across the sea.

I am a victim of the free trades,
free trades to those in north,
I dream of a drum for my marching band,
for a war that has not yet begun.

Chorus
We left as the birds of Sabina,
we wanted to see the sea
and a honeymoon with out a signature
and a honeymoon with out a signature.

Later in the 21st century
I found her in California
smoking in a sports bar
she arrived with Jewish visa,
and I illegally cross by Tijuana,

Chorus
We left as the birds of Sabina,
we wanted to see the sea
and a honeymoon with out a signature
and a honeymoon with out a signature.