Night and snow behind the windows
Shining rails in the white darkness
Hopeless and helpless swinging hands
Telling about not being come together
Telling about not being come together
Hopeless and helpless swinging hands
Telling about not being come together
Telling about not being come together
Third position in the waiting room
A naked foot child is lying down
Night and snow are on the window again
It sings its touching ballad
It sings its touching ballad
Night and snow are on the window again
It sings its touching ballad
It sings its touching ballad
They were singing a ballad inside
This was my departed brother's ballad
Friends, please don't look in my eyes
This was the true ballad of millions
This was the true ballad of millions
Friends, please don't look in my eyes
This was the true ballad of millions
This was the true ballad of millions
Friends, please don't look in my eyes
This was the true ballad of millions