Текст песни
So, I saw you again
The places are not nice, even if they are native
Where I thought and felt for the first time
And where are the misty eyes now
In the light of the evening day
My childhood is looking at me
Oh, poor ghost, feeble and vague
A forgotten, mysterious happiness
Oh, how it is now without faith and participation
I'm looking at you, my guest for a minute
You've become a stranger in my eyes
Like a younger brother who died in swaddling clothes
Oh no, not here, not this desolate land
He was my soul's native land
He did not flourish here, he was not magnified here
A great celebration of wonderful youth
Oh, and I didn't put it in this land
Everything I've lived and cherished
Oh, poor ghost, feeble and vague
A forgotten, mysterious happiness
Oh, how it is now without faith and participation
I'm looking at you, my guest for a minute
You've become a stranger in my eyes
Like a younger brother who died in swaddling clothes
