Текст песни LUMEN - До свидания

This tale has no beginning, no end,
This song has no refrain, no verse.
Lost in leaf fall last summer,
Winter is knocking on the door, and you know about it.

There is no more prayer or raspberry in this house -
Only a collection of jokes, only bitter wormwood.
Charred filter of the last cigarette.
War is knocking on the door, and you know about it.

Wake up, pack up ...

Sailors like you have no bullets or questions.
Wave your hand to mom, raise a platoon to attack,
Look at this earth, look at these faces
And under the sky of Austerlitz, cover yourself with a bunker!

Bye! Bye...