APH belongs to Himaruya-san.
It was a Sunday
It was a Sunday…The snow slowly making its way down to earth, the ice shining thoughtfully covering the buildings and the people walk, they walk and sing a pacific song, about their loyalty to the Zar .They still believe in its country, they believe in me. And they share too my dream.
Good Morning, this one will say, Good Morning, that one will reply. And everyone will be happy, everyone will be.
It was a Sunday…The birds take wing, the snow is now red, it's no longer pure, the terror covers the place like a evil messenger, the Zar look the scene horrified from its portrait, and the melody is now that of the bullets. They are afraid of its country, they are afraid of me. And they share too my pain.
Why us? This one asks, Shoot¡, that one orders. And many will be dead, many already are.
Based on the events from January 22 of 1905. For more information wiki '' Bloody Sunday (1905)''.I don't intend to insult anyone. I was reading about this and the idea gave birth in my brain. English is not my first language. Feel free to make me realize of my own errors. Not flames, Thanks :)