Even when time will fade our traces
From the bench that was like a shelter
In the park, where rail track cuts the town in half
We are sitting there, still
Because there is no bottom
When drinking
Wine and blood with one breath
What is this sorrow
When I don't ask you
If this is the last day
Of course not
Agreed that the fate is written
This rail track runs in everyone of us
And even if someone complains again about us
Lets go to see this park
Because there is no bottom
When drinking
Wine and blood with one breath
What is this sorrow
When I don't ask you
If this is our last day
Of course not
Because there is no bottom
When drinking
Wine and blood with one breath
What is this sorrow
When I don't ask you, no
If this is our last day