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.