I will return from the war
Black void always brings uncertainty…
Yesterday the war sent her bloody SMS,
A message filled with pain and urgency.
From the frontline he writes with passion clear,
"I’ll return," his words echo through the air,
On the day when cannons cease their fire,
Through rain and mist, through snow’s crystalline snare.
(Through rain and mist, through snow’s crystalline snare.)
None could guess, none could foresee,
Such a fate would befall us, oh dear
.Masks are gone, but the carnival still plays on,
Not over yet, its peak is drawing near.
I cannot describe how people change without masks,
Death eternal, life revives in tales and legends.
(It’s forever death, only games bring back lives,)
There’s a sacred duty, an order to obey,
I fulfill my mission, no matter what they say.
May God help us both, may He guide our way,
If I won’t return, live on, my darling, pray.
Where heaven lies, where hell begins,
Now I know without doubt or hesitation.
But I’ll rise from hell’s depths again,
To paradise with you, my sweet temptation!
(But I’ll rise from hell’s depths again,
To paradise with you, my sweet temptation!)
Homeward fly the cranes above the land,
And birches wear their tiny silver strands.
Wait for me, my love, wait for me, please understand,
In that heavenly place, our island stands.
I will return, yes, I swear I'll return!,
On the day when cannons cease their fire,
Through rain and mist, through snow’s crystalline snare.
(Through rain and mist, through snow’s crystalline snare)
Return home alive, to your loved ones dear,
Return home alive, cherished ones, hold them near.
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