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Bespontoviy pie

Versions: #1
There is one thing in my pocket -
Bespontoviy pie
Each of us -
Is a bespontoviy pie
Each of us -
Is a bespontoviy pie
 
Every day i guard
I guard my bag
All of my life
I guard my bag
 
On the Oka and the Kuban
Twist all sorts of shit
Our folk likes
Some shit
 
Not windows, not doors
But ass is full of cucumbers
Our countru
Ass is full of cucumbers
Any country
Ass is full of cucumbers
 
There is one thing in my pocket -
Bespontoviy pie
Each of us -
Is a bespontoviy pie
 
Each of us -
Is a bespontoviy pie
 

There is no God

Unforgettable breath of thick czar
There is no God
Got has died
Gentle pink light of air innocence
Got has died
There is no God
In the air embrasures purity is clean forever
It is far to sin, and the kindness is lightweight at all
May the human song not end
There is no God
And to hell with him
 

If not for you

I would like to erase forever
The former love in my memory.
Pain burned unintentionally, but froze,
Took refuge inside.
I believed once
Only one-single loyal.
How did we not see?
How did we understand now?
Only now!
 
Chorus:
If not for you,
If it were not so,
Who would have kept,
Saved my heart?
If not for you,
Who would have taken a step,
Given my love
Warm up again?
If not for the trouble,
We wouldn't have got
Together forever.
 
Why did I kept quiet then,
Seeing your tears, given to another guy?
How could we not dare
To have a heart-to-heart of all?
Why did we hide
From each other behind seven seals?1
Why is it so late?
After all, it's so easy,
Merely to open,
Open heart!
 
Chorus:
If not for you,
If it were not so,
Who would have kept,
Saved my heart?
If not for you,
Who would have taken a step,
Given my love
Warm up again?
If not for the trouble,
We wouldn't have got then
Together forever.
 
Forever...
If not for you...
 
If not for you,
If it were not so,
Who would have kept,
Saved my heart?
If not for you,
Who would have taken a step,
Given my love
Warm up again?
If not for the trouble,
We wouldn't have got then
Together forever.
 
If not for the trouble,
We wouldn't have got then
Together forever.
Forever...
 

• 1. 'за семью печатями' (an idiom). word by word 'behind seven seals' - about something, completely inaccessible for understanding, comprehension

Let years, akin to swallows, fly swiftly

Let years, akin to swallows, fly swiftly.
A woman's psyche is what her age betrays.
One is the youth quintessence at fifty.
Another at twenty a crone’s life portrays.
 

Voisins du zero

I like the street but my cloak's gotten wet,
Water is above and below.
I pick up my phone at midnight and call,
Answer with an annoyed 'Yeah'
The city from above - a colourful frame
She keeps saying - bet on the zero
I bet myself, but where I don't care
As I'm landing into her trap.
 
Whoawhoawhooaa
Voisin du zero. It is an odd move but -
The zero's been in luck.
Whoawhoawhooaa
Voisin du zero. It is an odd move but -
The zero's been in luck.
 
I integrate well in the industrial scene,
And that's probably luck.
But the rain destroyed my wonderful collage,
And so I bet on zero.
The balance rose in value once more,
Our follies have made an entente.
The second is gone, that we could escape
To not breathe on the one-two-three.
 
Whoawhoawhooaa
Voisin du zero. It is an odd move but -
The zero's been lucky.
Whoawhoawhooaa
Voisin du zero. It is an odd move but -
The zero's been lucky.
 

Young Russia - The Russian Militia

Versions: #1
Oh, somehow we've stayed too long, brethren,
What do you say we make tracks?
Young Russia, it's infinite strength,
Give me a steed and a good sword!
 
Onward militia, let's get going and chase down the foe,
This young Russia, is dear to my heart,
And it's not right for us to sit in our shacks
Give me a steed and a good sword!
 
It was long ago brethren
The dark forces came for this war.
And we didn't realize it, we didn't expect it
We lived, loved, and had children.
 
There are forty-thousand times forty,
Russia never saw such enemies.
And we didn't realize it, we didn't expect it
We lived, loved, and had children.
 
So the houses and huts were set afire,
The women and small children cried
And every man, brother for brother,
Went to fight for the Motherland
 
Oh, somehow we've stayed too long, brethren,
What do you say we make tracks?
Young Russia, of infinite strength,
Give me a steed and a good sword!
 
Onward militia, let's get going and chase down the foe,
This young Russia, is dear to my heart,
And it's not right for us to sit in our shacks
Give me a steed and a good sword!
 
So ruin came to our homes
There was wholesale slaughter after that.
And we didn't realize it, we didn't expect it
We lived, loved, and had children.
 
Don't you, this Russian militia -
Won't you take a stand for the Motherland,
They chopped, slashed and crushed the enemy,
And they drove back its dark horde.
 
And the blue heavens began to shine forth
A perfect chalice of tranquility and peace.
So who will join us in war?
Give me a steed and a good sword!
 
Oh, somehow we've stayed too long, brethren,
What do you say we make tracks?
Young Russia, of infinite strength,
Give me a steed and a good sword!
 
Onward militia, let's get going and chase down the foe,
This young Russia, is dear to my heart,
And it's not right for us to sit in our shacks
Give me a steed and a good sword!
 
And the blue heavens begun to shine forth
This is a perfect chalice of tranquility and peace
And who will join us in war...
Give me a steed and a good sword!
 
Oh, somehow we've stayed too long, brethren,
What do you say we make tracks?
Young Russia, of infinite strength,
Give me a steed and a good sword!
 
Onward militia, let's get going and chase down the foe,
This young Russia, is dear to my heart,
And it's not right for us to sit in our shacks
Give me a steed and a good sword! (2X)
 
The darkness passes and the perfect light shines on already.
He who loves his brother abides by the light.
Whoever despises his brother resides in darkness
So we have this commandment from Him, who is a loving God
He is loved as though His own brother, in love there is no fear
He who abides in love abides in God,
So God is within him, and God is love
 

Fucking don't care

Someone gets something, someone - nothing
Someone - dick over a shoulder
 
Fucking don't care
Fucking don't care
 

Komsomol marching song

Trumpeters sounded the alarm.
Equipped with everything for the battle in the proper way,
The Komsomol consolidated battalion
Was going on a long journey.
 
Goodbye, my mother, don't grieve,
Kiss your son in farewell

My Love — As Though A Curious Dream

Versions: #1
My love — as though a curious dream,
Grievously, it comes before the dawn...
The silent stars cast a spell
Her farewell appeal!
 
Like a flock of fair, and fearless fowl,
Her aspirations in their flight, soar on
Toward the lightning's fiery limits
Ablaze until that last fiery light!...
 
My love - of it, the gods are deaf -
This votive lamp, it is yet alit.
For my love, for my lips
Your love... it is not essential!
 

May changing years keep going by

May changing years keep going by
Whilst our life expires,
This mortal coil is doomed to die
With every man who dies.
 

XXX My love is like a strange dream

My love is quite like a strange dream,
Sorrowful, it comes predawn...
Mesmerized by silent stars seems
Her plea’s final farewell moan!
 
Like a flock of white bold birds,
Desires of hers soar in flight
Towards the fiery sky fjords 1
Ablaze until the last light!...
 
My love - for deities who’re mute,
The icon-lamp that shines bright.
My love, for my lips pursuit,
Needs not your love’s insight!
 

• 1. зарниц=lightening

A House Full of Shit

AAAAAAaaaa
 
My job is not that tricky
I just want to please you.
Fingers, hair, tram
Worker's strike, main post office.
 
A house full of shit
A house full of shit
A house full of shit
A house full of shit
A house full of shit
A house full of shit
A house full of shit
A house full of shit
 
A Shop, badges made out of silk
Running Pseldonin* and Yolko**
You can call a Squirrel 'Ass',
Fingers, hair, tram.
 
A house full of shit
A house full of shit
A house full of shit
A house full of shit
A house full of shit
A house full of shit
A house full of shit
A house full of shiiiIIIIIt!
 
AAAAANYA
AAAAANYA
AAAAANYA
 
AAAAAAAA
 
My job is not that tricky
I just want to please you.
Fingers, hair, tram
Worker's strike, main post office.
 
A house full of shit
A house full of shiiiIIIIIt
 
A house full of shit
A house full of shit
 

Tenderness

Versions:
The Earth is empty now without you.
How would I live a few hours without you?
In the gardens, leaves are falling the same way,
And taxis are rushing somewhere as before.
But being alone on the Earth causes a feeling of emptiness,
Meanwhile you're flying, and the stars
Give you their tenderness.
 
The Earth was just as empty
When Exupery was flying,
In the gardens, leaves were falling the same way,
And the Earth didn't know how to be without him
While he was flying
He was flying, and all the stars
Were giving him their tenderness.
 
The Earth is empty now without you.
Come back, as soon as you can.
 

Don't Believe your tears

How much blue sky is for you and me
 
Of the mortal foamy body
 
I measured the cup full of life
 
Choose, choose two banks by the river
 
The river has two banks
 
The river has two banks
 
The river has two banks
 
Don't believe in tears, everything will return
 
After long nights
 
A sweet dream will turn around
 
After long nights
 

Strong Weak

Strong ... Weak ...
Strong ... Weak ...
 
On the heels and on my knees I'm strong
Both in the clouds and in the dungeon I'm strong
But sometimes when it gets dark I'm weak
I'm getting crazy and I don't know what to do
Cannot understand who I am, like there are two of me
 
Strong, strong, strongest
Or am I, or am I, or I am weak
Strong, strong, strongest
Or am I, or am I, or I am weak
 
I fell off and I soared, I am strong
I can do everything myself, I am strong
But here again I'm scared to believe, I'm weak
I'm afraid to fall down and am I really falling
Cannot understand who I am, like there are two of me
 
Strong, strong, strongest
Or am I, or am I, or I am weak
Strong, strong, strongest
Or am I, or am I, or I am weak
 
Strong, strong, strongest
Or am I, or am I, or I am weak
Strong, strong, strongest
Or am I, or am I, or I am weak
 

My sweet boy

Where are you now?
How many days have passed, or (has it been) years?
Where are you now?
The rain (gently) taps on my window -
It's the autumn (that's) trying to make me forget.
 
My sweet boy, the music of the rain
Will tell me all about you.
My sweet boy, think of me,
Think of me, my sweet boy.
 
One night you will see a star
In your dream.
My sweet boy, that longing (that you have)
When you feel blue
Might open up my heart for you.
 
My sweet boy, let your star
Tell me all about you.
My sweet boy, think of me,
Think of me, my sweet boy.
My sweet boy.
 
Where are you now?
How many days have passed, or (has it been) years?
Where are you now?
The rain (gently) taps on my window,
It's the autumn (that's) trying to make me forget.
 
My sweet boy, the music of the rain
Will tell me all about you.
My sweet boy, think of me,
Think of me, my sweet boy.
 
My sweet boy, let your star
Tell me all about you.
My sweet boy, think of me,
Think of me, my sweet boy.
My sweet boy.
 

A long and happy life

No to commotions and celebrations
No to horizons and celebrations
No to inspirations and celebrations, no, no, no
No fish in the golden polynya
Omnipresence of petty intrigues
Evil twilight of an immortal day
A long and happy life
Such a long and happy life
From now on a long and happy life
For every one of us
For every one of us
For every one of us
For every one of us
Ruthless depths of wrinkles
Mariana trenches of eyes
Martian chronicles of us, us, us
Among the identical walls
In the faraway coffin-like houses
In the impenetrable icy silence
A long and happy life
Such a long and happy life
From now on a long and happy life
For every one of us
For every one of us
For every one of us
For every one of us
No to temptations and celebrations
No to crimes and celebrations
No to exceptions and celebrations, no, no, no
On the seven sharp drafts
Through the swamps, through the deserts and steppes
Through the snow piles, through dirt and through land
A long and happy life
Such a long and happy life
From now on a long and happy life
For every one of us
For every one of us
For every one of us
For every one of us
A long and happy life
Such a long and happy life
From now on a long and happy life
For every one of us
For every one of us
For every one of us
For every one of us
A long and happy life
Such a long and happy life
From now on a long and happy life
For every one of us
For every one of us
For every one of us
For every one of us
A long and happy life
Such a long and happy life
From now on a long and happy life
For every one of us
For every one of us
For every one of us
For every one of us
A long and happy life
Such a long and happy life
From now on a long and happy life
For every one of us
For every one of us
For every one of us
For every one of us
 

Greek song - 2

Mom, mom, my heart is wounded,
And longing is lying on my shoulders.
Oh my sonny, on nights like this
Love cannot sleep.
 
Mom, mom, early in the morning
Someone, not me,
Will hug her, separate her,
And take her away with him.
 
My sonny, tonight
Don't wait for an answer at her door,
But till dawn
Sing about your love.
 

Beauty

Tomorrow I will love you again.
We have such a game.
Everything is infinitely new
In a world where there is you and me.
Stars fall from the sky,
Cities are crumbling,
But it's never too late
In a world where there is you and me.
 
In a world where there is you and me,
There is only the sea,
And this sky,
The height...
In a world where there is you and me,
Our summers are on repeat.
Beauty,
Such a beauty,
Such a beauty...
 
How many wet streets
Won't write about us any longer?
We forever wake up
In a world where there are only dreams...
I smiled at you,
You didn't speak a word,
I wrote on my wrist the word 'we'
 

Alone

Under my window, the young tree
Stretches it’s arms-branches to the sky,
And so do I, exhaustedly, try to reach out to my darling,
My soul is like a bird in the cage.
Could have been for a long time, or for a short, but I have been waiting to see
How this fairytale would end.
I have prayed to every god
To forget, but it comes back again...
 
I am alone now and even with you I am lonely.
All the nights are like a sleepless thread.
I don’t want to change anything.
You know, I am a free bird.
 
As if with milk, the morning fog
Covered the road to me.
And whatever faiths and countries you may come from,
Start to slowly forget everything.
Could have been for a long time, or for a short, but I have been waiting to see
How this fairytale would end.
I have prayed to every god
To forget, but it comes back again...
 
I am alone now and even with you I am lonely.
All the nights are like a sleepless thread.
I don’t want to change anything.
You know, I am a free bird.
 
I am alone now and even with you I am lonely.
All the nights are like a sleepless thread.
I don’t want to change anything.
You know, I am a free bird
 

Homecoming (The War Has Come)

Soldiers sleep their blissful sleep
In memory, they stole the key
To slowly live with such burden
And it's hard to leave, to not care
 
My house calls you
My world wants you
In such an hour, I know a hundred of reasons
That explain this fact
Look, I once dreamed of becoming completely not this
At a time, I tear out those from myself, who are against us
 
The war has come
The war has come
 
So who will lie down next?
I, you, he, or maybe we all together?
Cold hands will ask
O God, give us just one other time
Flee there, where uncle Skryabin says is better for us
Look, we didn't notice how
 
The war has come
The war has come
 
(O-o-o!)
O God, don't be ashamed of those who have lost their point
O mother, don't be scared, they don't carry me
They don't carry me
 
The war has come
O mother
O mother
O mother, don't be scared, they don't carry me
They don't carry me
 

We're together! (Ukr/Rus)

There's fire in the sky, the sun rises
Whatever happens, believe in yourself
Wherever I am on the Earth
There's always you in my heart
Losing all the strength
 
We are together, like one arrow
'We are together' are not simple words
All together
We are together linked with destiny
We are together with our heart and soul
All together
 
Thousands of roads, I was searching for you as I could
It's not always the way you want
You will once get it
Much bigger and stronger
 
We are together, like one arrow
'We are together' are not simple words
All together
We are together linked with destiny
We are together with our heart and soul
All together
 
Losing all the strength
 

A thread

The days are torn,
The dreams are torn,
The night is torn,
How to hold them together?
How could I lie about it?
What could help it?
I will be catching you, catching with my lips,
I will be begging you, begging with my arms.
 
Refrain:
I will be a thin thread
On your wrist,
Don’t cast me away, don’t let me fall.
I will be a thin thread,
A barely visible red thread,
Don’t take me off, don’t kill me in vain.
 
And when you wake up in the morning,
Keep me in the noise of the cities.
And when you dress up in the morning, hide me in the shade of your sleeves.
And though they say that everything will get carried away by the water,
Don’t believe them all, I will be always with you.
 
Refrain:
I will be a thin thread
On your wrist,
Don’t cast me away, don’t let me fall.
I will be a thin thread,
A barely visible red thread,
Don’t take me off, don’t kill me in vain.
 
I will be a thin thread
On your wrist,
Don’t cast me away, don’t let me fall.
I will be a thin thread,
A barely visible red thread,
Don’t take me off, don’t kill me in vain.
 

My Defence

Versions: #1
The plastic world has won this war. The mockup proved to be stronger.
The very last ship has cooled off. The very last lantern's got tired,
Lumps of my memories are stuck in my throat, oh.
 
Oh-woah, this is my defence. Comforting sun puddle cast by a glass eye. Oh-woah, this is my defence. Funeral ball of this ridiculous world. Funeral ball of a cheap worthless world.
 
The plastic world has won this war. The cardboard alarm shall rejoice. Who wants a slice of the blue July sky, oh.
 
Oh-woah, this is my defence. Comforting sun puddle cast by the blind world.
Oh-woah, this is my defence. Funeral eyeball of glass shines on this world. Funeral sun puddle of the absurd world.
 
The plastic world has won this war. The mockup proved to be stronger. The very last ship has cooled off. The very last lantern's got tired.
Lumps of my memories are stuck in my throat, oh.
 
Oh-woah, this is my defence. Funeral ball of an ignorant blind world.
Oh-woah, this is my defence. Comforting sun puddle cast by a glass eye.
 
This is my defence.
This is my defence.
This is my defence.
This is my defence.
 

Seaweed

I'll cut this seaweed just fine and loosely
Not sure you like it, but it’ll be juicy
You never will tell if you show up for evening
You’ll find address, but there is nothing to greet with
 
And I’m ready to entertain you with singing
Though in other places it is always more pleasing
They're watching new movies and are kissing goofy
And I’m cutting, cutting, cutting seaweed fine and loosely
 
© Uncommon
Critique is always welcomed (proof-read or not, negative too).

Christmas Song

When you find out that the circle will close soon.
And the day is dragged away as night falls down.
When Sagittarius leaves and December starts to end - 1
Leafs through the book of hearts from our Heavenly Father.
Time pours through the midnight gloom
Smooth like honey on a glass,
Discovering Heaven for us.
At your appointed hour 2
 
Time is your eternal escort,
Faith’s footsteps behind your back,
God’s breath will be with you
And with me.
 
When dreams are granted, and the moon is full, 3
For a single moment we are the Sons of an Extraterrestrial Country. 4
And there is only a moment to find out if it’s time to swim or time to wait.
Time to leave and burn bridges or time to sleep. 5
Like the sound of heavenly strings. 6
Like a sign that war has ended,
Like the light of a distant star,
Through weekdays and dreams.
 
The clock freezes at midnight. 7
Time adjusts itself. 8
After hard work there is a moment of rest.
Between two years. 9
 
See how the centuries fly past the foliage of last year. 10
See how time freezes a dragonfly in amber…
It is then that you’ll know if trouble has passed.
And no word for “never”, and all the fuss,
But for me and you, our place, right now, is here,
And the time spent reading about good news and actions doesn’t count. 11
Like the sound of heavenly strings,
Like a sign that war has ended,
Like the light of a distant star,
Through weekdays and dreams.
 
The clock freezes at midnight.
Time adjusts itself.
After hard work there is a moment of rest.
Between two years.
 
Time pours through the midnight gloom
Smooth like honey on a glass,
Discovering Heaven for us.
At your appointed hour.
 
Time is your eternal escort,
Faith’s footsteps behind your back,
God’s breath will be with you
And with me.
 

• 1. Sagittarius is the 9th constellation and falls between the 9th of November and the 21st of December. Important context for the song.
• 2. Contextually I’d say this is when you die. Without context whenever you scheduled that appointment with the Big Man
• 3. As usual, had to do a bit of dicing to get a logical interpretation. Saying “When the moon is at its full-moon phase” just sounds really wrong.
• 4. Really have no idea what this means, Aliens?
• 5. Wow, this line is just applicable to everyone.
• 6. Referring to an instrument, my best guess is a Harp since that is the most cliche instrument that comes to mind.
• 7. That really is a cross-cultural cliche, the clock just stops at midnight
• 8. It says “Scales” however, with it taking a physical form in the metaphor, it sounds best to say “adjusts itself”. However I’m subject to change.
• 9. Leap year?
• 10. Like seeing how time flies.
• 11. I’m guessing he is saying you need to do good instead of see or hear about good things happening.

To me, music is a form of speech, and just like speech, music should be heard to all regardless of barriers in place. So by translating you're letting other people open up to a world that is alien to them, a world where many who listen to the Russian, German and French music I listen to, is not strange or weird because they do not understand what the singer is singing. By having translations music can share cultural and political ideas, or really just ideas, around without barrier, and allow for discussion over meaning and purpose instead of trivial pursuit.

Georgian song

Versions: #2
I will plant a grapeseed in the warm and fertile georgian soil,
I will kiss the grapevine and I'll gather the amber-ripe grapes,
And I'll call all my friends and I'll tune to love my heart and soul,
Else what for am I still living here in this eternal place?
 
Come on gather my guests and partake of the meal in our session,
Come on speak to my face who i am , what you think is my worth...
King of heaven will pardon my faults and forgive my transgressions
Else what for am I still living here on this eternal earth?
 
In the dark red attire you'll be singing to me , oh, my darling,
In the black-white attire I will kneel with her hand on my face,
And I'll listen to her till I die of the sad love she's sharing,
Else what for am I still living here in this eternal place?
 
And if sunset should fume all around me and sweep at the corners,
Let me see many times as a glimpse of a dream floating forth
The white ox, the blue eagle, and the golden forelle in their honour,
Else what for am I still living here on this eternal earth?
 

Russia has a women's soul

Russia has a women's soul.
Birches are shoulders, fields of gold.
Sunsets' amber - shine of hair,
Skin and eyes - snow and blue air
 
Scarlet maples are sweet taste of lips,
Osier's leaves - homely eyelashes,
Voices are spring birdies' warbles,
And heartquake - as the village winds.
 
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Hold Me Tight

Oh no, it looks like you're too close
I lost this fight to your eyes
But even if I'm in the risky zone from now on
I will be with you until the end anyway
My love is unconditional and pure
You managed to lift me up to heaven
But who am I to you on your list?
Don't step back
 
Hold me tight
Don't let go of my hand
I will love you forever
Don't let go of my hand
Don't make me sick
This way it will be easier for me
Don't let go of my hand
Keep our love safe
Don't make me sick
Hold me tight
 
Oh no, it looks like I was late
I lost the war to your lips
But I foresaw the defeat
And with you we're on opposite sides now
You're absorbing me like the universe does
And I have nowhere to go from you
Alas, I don't expect mercy from you
My heart is in your hands
 
Hold me tight
Don't let go of my hand
I will love you forever
Don't let go of my hand
Don't make me sick
This way it will be easier for me
Don't let go of my hand
Keep our love safe
Don't make me sick
 
We're on the way, you are my love
Just don't be sad, I'm with you
We're on the way, you are my love
I believe that we're on the way, you are my love
At the abyss I'll be with you
Don't let it slip away, I'm your love
 
Hold me tight
Don't let go of my hand
I will love you forever
Don't let go of my hand
Don't make me sick
This way it will be easier for me
Don't let go of my hand
Keep our love safe
Don't make me sick
Hold me tight
 

You know that people may do not come back

You know that people may do not come back?
summon up all theur courage and let you go?
and one day's morning wake up with thoughts not about you
and do not wait for you again and do not feel sad because of you
 
You know that people may do not come back?
unable to withstand, broking they own world, do not forgive you?
and crying, get a lock on you
and understanding that there is no strength to forget you forever
 
think about it, that people may do not come back
and may do not write, do not worry, do not call you...
and never...you'll be unable to touch them again...
think about it, who else will be able to love you as much?
 

We walk in silence

We walk in silence on the murdered spring,
on the crushed buildings, on the bald heads,
on the green ground, on the dark grass,
on the fallen bodies, on the great acts,
on the broken glasses, on the komsomol badges,
on the bloody words, on the hunger years.
We walk in silence on the murdered spring,
On the crucified in dream and forgotten completely.
 
Pile of letters, don't miss us.
Obituary, tacky tea.
 
We walk in silence on the murdered spring,
on the crushed buildings, on the bald heads,
on the green ground, on the dark grass,
on the fallen bodies, on the great acts,
 
We walk in silence on the murdered spring,
we walk in silence on the murdered spring,
we walk in silence on the murdered spring,
we walk in silence on the murdered spring,
we walk in silence on the murdered spring,
 
We walk in silence,
we walk in silence.
 
We walk in silence on the murdered spring,
we walk in silence on the murdered spring,
we walk in silence on the murdered spring,
we walk in silence on the murdered spring,
we walk in silence on the murdered spring,
 

Tenderness

Versions: #5
The earth is empty without you.
How can I live through these next few hours?
Just like the leaves falling in gardens,
taxis all hurry off to somewhere.
It's just empty on earth alone without you.
And you, you fly on and the stars will offer you their tenderness.
 
That's how empty it was on earth,
Also when Saint-Exupéry flew off.
Just as now, the leaves falling in gardens,
And the earth could fathom a way
To survive without her, while he was flying,
flying. And all the stars gave him
their tenderness.
 
The earth was empty without you,
If you can, fly off soon.