at empty tables Where my friends will meet no more. Oh my friends, my friends, don't ask me What your sacrifice was for Empty chairs at empty tables
Translation: Michael Ball. Empty Chairs, Empty Tables.
When wind blows throught a smashed window They've got regrets and no-where to go With a smile on our faces To the market place We never had very innocent
Хеллоу! Салют! Хеллоу! Салют! Салют! Хеллоу! Заело!!!! Ребята, спокойно!! Я ее Ю-ю-ю-ю!!! Я ее ВаУ!!! Я ее Хой!! Я ее Ха-Ха!! Я ее ЮЮ!!! Я ее ВаУ!!!