Throw your blues as a cantaloupe rind! There were then the clear sky and real dreams... Letís remember the heartening time, Which was there in the last pre-war spring. There a lad was, who loved his young wife, Whom he met and got married that spring. Yes, in the war, as in the war - From days of yore the wide world over. And or the war, as or the war - From days of yore the wide world over. With black clouds, was besmeared the clear sky, And a hail broke the harvest and dreams. So the lad had to leave his young wife, For to go to the labor for peace. So the lad had to leave his young wife, For to find out the value of peace. Yes, in the war, as in the war - From days of yore the wide world over. And or the war, as or the war - From days of yore the wide world over.                    
© Akbar Muhammad. Translation, 2005
(akbarmuhammad.awardspace.co.uk)