Текст песни: Forget-Me-Nots + перевод

Tonight, tonight we’re playing in the cellars

Drinking, dancing

It’s the truce, and there’s nothing like this present time

Here in the corner a busy mam' is

Crafting flowers with old blue paper

There’s nothing else, letters in pieces

Only the making matters to her

She wants sprays for he heroes

Cause they deserve an oration

And it’s the only way she knows

To express her emotions is better

Alors elle tisse, elle tisse, elle tisse

Avev des restes bleus

Alors elle tisse suplice, retisse

Des guirlandes myosotis

Et elle pleure, pleure, pleure

Pendant qu’ils dansent

Et elle pleure, malheur du coeur

Et tissant des guirlandes de fleurs

She would have given a wonderful bunch

To everyone, child prodigies

Beloved spouses, soldiers full of punch

Left for a long time, in unknown colonies

She wants sprays for her heroes

Cause all of her boys are missing

She doesn’t even have a rose

For their gruesome burying

She is working in silence

The others guys dance

Her kids will never have this chance

She won’t listen to her brain

Cause there’s no place for the pain

She is weaving, this garland is her chain

Her very last chain with her sons fallen in vain

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