Текст песни The Dartz - Елена Полякова - Улица вдов

He went to war young,
The dashing captain of the ship.
Will not return home soon.
All the husbands went to war
Down the street of widows
Leading love behind me.

Ireland dreams of peace
And a big harvest is dreaming.
Wiping away a tear with a gentle hand
She whispered: "Hurry, come
To the street of widows
Where love left families. "

Street of widows
Seeing off love.
Love.

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Sad in anticipation of men
Ireland with a woman's face.
Age and rank are not important to her,
It is more important that the son grows up with the father
On the street of widows
Where they still believe in love.
On the street of widows
They believe in the bright prophecies of dreams.

There are couples spinning in a dream
Covered by a starry tent.
They believe that somewhere in the spring
The soldiers will return to their home
On the street of widows
Where they still believe in love.
On the street of widows
Where love will ever be found

Street of widows
Will meet love.
Love.