A keresés eredménye

Blue Stage

In a time that resembles those old times
As (we) hide from the dusty shadows of the morning
Nights become moments of mornings, then we can survive from this captivity
 
This blue stage is a deep scar for all of us
Don't reckon that everything has come to an end
Passing time will console us again.
 
As you stand still, in the midst of the wind
I'll wait in the dream of the rain
Seasons will change, people get old,
Day stands as the same, (but) day-night will change
Love won't change, but lovers will change
The right will flow from your hands like a river
The rightful and unjust will change
 
As you stand still, in the midst of the wind
I'll wait in the dream of the rain
 
In a time that resembles those old times
As (we) hide from the dusty shadows of the morning
Nights become moments of mornings, then we can survive from this captivity
 
As you stand still, in the midst of the wind
I'll wait in the dream of the rain
Seasons will change, people get old,
Day stands as the same, (but) day-night will change
Love won't change, but lovers will change
The right will flow from your hands like a river
The rightful and unjust will change