When men will live for love
There will be no more misery
And the beautiful days will begin
But we will be dead my brother
When men will live for love
It'll be peace on Earth
The soldiers will be troubadours
But we will be dead my brother
In the great circle of life
Where we had to go
Where we had to be
We got the worst part
When men will live for love
There will be no more misery
And the beautiful days will begin
But we will be dead my brother
But when men will live for love
May there be no more misery
Maybe one day they'll think about
Those of us who will be dead, my brother
Those of us who, on the bad days
In hatred and in war
Looked for peace, looked for love
May they know then, my brother
In the great circle of life
So that there can be better times
Some losses are always necessary
The wisdom here that's the price
When men will live for love
There will be no more misery
And the beautiful days will begin
But we will be dead my brother