[00:00.00] 作曲 : Stas Vol'skiy
[00:02.50]שמע ישראל
[00:10.66]יהוה אלהינו
[00:24.73]יהוה אחד
[01:07.85]By the wagons
[01:11.64]Over bars, under locks
[01:13.60]Hiding out an invisible air
[01:19.70]Only pale gold stars
[01:21.66]On the chest keep on burning with yellow
[01:27.67]Even faithless would raise their eyes
[01:30.62]To the furious heaven
[01:35.62]In the moans
[01:39.58]We’re losing our senses and hopes
[01:42.68]From ignorance and fear
[01:47.65]By the time we arrived all the things became perfectly clear
[01:55.72]When the guards in the boots
[01:57.58]Shouted out unforgettable phrases
[02:03.72]By the wagons!
[02:08.88]I have to assume
[02:12.91]We turn into fume
[02:16.95]We fly to the sky
[02:18.51]To stay under the moon
[02:24.87]I have to assume
[02:28.89]We turn into fume
[02:32.86]We fly to the sky
[02:34.56]To stay under the moon
[02:39.25]We turn into fume...
[02:43.84]Down the roads
[02:47.55]Breaking over the rocks without shoes I keep going on further
[02:55.63]Only miles away I hear child that is calling his mother
[03:03.74]And the millions of men
[03:05.64]In a moment turn into fire
[03:11.82]In a moment the millions of us turn up into a fire
[03:19.72]Evermore their names stay inside our hearts like a fire
[04:09.15]I have to assume
[04:12.92]We turn into fume
[04:16.93]We fly to the sky
[04:18.60]To stay under the moon
[04:24.92]I have to assume
[04:28.84]We turn into fume
[04:32.86]We fly to the sky
[04:34.65]To stay under the moon
[04:39.13]We turn into fume...
[04:43.96]By the wagons
[04:51.71]In the moans
[04:59.78]By the roads...
[05:08.56]אל מלא רחמים
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作曲 : Stas Vol'skiy
שמע ישראל
יהוה אלהינו
יהוה אחד
By the wagons
Over bars, under locks
Hiding out an invisible air
Only pale gold stars
On the chest keep on burning with yellow
Even faithless would raise their eyes
To the furious heaven
In the moans
We’re losing our senses and hopes
From ignorance and fear
By the time we arrived all the things became perfectly clear
When the guards in the boots
Shouted out unforgettable phrases
By the wagons!
I have to assume
We turn into fume
We fly to the sky
To stay under the moon
I have to assume
We turn into fume
We fly to the sky
To stay under the moon
We turn into fume...
Down the roads
Breaking over the rocks without shoes I keep going on further
Only miles away I hear child that is calling his mother
And the millions of men
In a moment turn into fire
In a moment the millions of us turn up into a fire
Evermore their names stay inside our hearts like a fire
I have to assume
We turn into fume
We fly to the sky
To stay under the moon
I have to assume
We turn into fume
We fly to the sky
To stay under the moon
We turn into fume...
By the wagons
In the moans
By the roads...
אל מלא רחמים