Leningrad

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 pa*sed, 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.