There she stood in an empty room,
heard a voice from another time,
And the memories came rolling back
of Leningrad in the war;
For the girl in the photograph,
much had changed in the years that passed,
But her longing for the boy she loved
was still the same since the war;
It was a moonless night upon the road of life,
when he'd held her to say goodbye,
Many more would survive,
for he stayed behind to help them live again;
When they met at the garden gate,
tears would fall from a deep embrace,
For she never knew
what happened to the boy she loved in the war;
Back in those happy days,
before the soldiers came,
To break down the ones who remained,
And they only survived,
who could learn to die, and live to fight again;
There they stood in an empty room,
heard a voice from another time,
And their memories
came rolling back of Leningrad in the war.
