Once again, I recall
How we run away into an abandoned building.
We are two children dreaming of the same thing:
About toy swords, about games of war, in which no one dies.
On the rails
I put a coin there.
Trains rush,
Dividing the time into two parts.
Do you hear?
Now that we are far away,
It is already impossible to return
To youthful dreams,
To the feeling that everything can come true.
Indeed, so much time has passed,
I do not have enough air for my dream.
We get up every day, do the same thing,
Making no headway.
We began to play a tune –
No one hears.
We learn songs, those that are outside,
Being in an leak-tight shelter –
Nothing will harm me here.
We knew we could always be forgiven.
Only there is one unfinished story,
Do not let it be forgotten.
Now that we are far away,
It is already impossible to return
To youthful dreams,
To the feeling that everything can come true.
Indeed, so much time has passed,
I do not have enough air for my dream.
We get up every day, do the same thing,
Making no headway.
Everything can come true,
Everything can change.