In the glorious days, till we lost our ways,
Hey, do you recall when the war was just a game?
Now the wind ventures to other plains,
Hey, when will I see you again if I go?
This train whistles and blows all sounds away,
Hey, how could we be close again?
Now the night is bathing in disgrace,
Hey, do you still braid some flowers in your hair?
Come the sound of boots and metal chains,
Hey, will the perfume of the daisies remain?
A circus of horses is dancing in the bay,
Hey, now the fire's in the way.
The past is sucked by quicksands I'm afraid,
Hey, do you recall when the war was just a game?
В те славные дни, когда мы ещё не сбились с пути,
Эй, помнишь ли ты времена, когда война была всего лишь игрой?
Сейчас же ветер завывает над другими равнинами,
Эй, когда я снова увижу тебя, если сейчас уйду?
Поезд гудит и уносит все звуки прочь,
Эй, как мы с тобой снова сможем стать близки?
Теперь ночь купается в позоре,
Эй, ты все ещё вплетаешь в волосы цветы?
Слышится стук сапог и звон цепей,
Эй, останется ли что-нибудь от запаха маргариток?
Цирковые лошади скачут по заливу,
Эй, и огонь уже у самых ног.
Боюсь, что прошлое исчезает в зыбучих песках,
Эй, помнишь ли ты времена, когда война была всего лишь игрой? In the glorious days, till we lost our ways,
Hey, do you recall when the war was just a game?
Now the wind ventures to other plains,
Hey, when will I see you again if I go?
This train whistles and blows all sounds away,
Hey, how could we be close again?
Now the night is bathing in disgrace,
Hey, do you still braid some flowers in your hair?
Come the sound of boots and metal chains,
Hey, will the perfume of the daisies remain?
A circus of horses is dancing in the bay,
Hey, now the fire's in the way.
The past is sucked by quicksands I'm afraid,
Hey, do you recall when the war was just a game?
In those glorious days when we have not lost our way,
Hey, do you remember the time when the war was just a game?
Now the wind is howling over other plains,
Hey, when I see you again, if you go now?
Train hums and takes away all the sounds,
Hey, how you and I can be close again?
Now the night awash in shame,
Hey, you're still woven into the hair colors?
Heard the sound of boots and the sound of chains,
Hey, stay there anything from the smell of daisies?
Circus horses galloping across the bay,
Hey, and the fire is already at his feet.
I'm afraid that the past disappears in quicksand,
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