Chien tranh 2

In winter’s cold when the drums are calling,
Hearts still dream of the path back home.
War has taken countless footsteps,
Love left waiting in the silent dark.
Pierre keeps seeking quiet meaning,
And Andrei longs for a brighter dawn.


Natasha sings through nights of sorrow,
Holding close her gentle flame.
Through the ruins hope survives,
Through the ashes rises day.
Human kindness shines more than weapons,
Faith endures through every storm.



Across the towns the armies thunder,
Hooves like storms on frozen streets.
Pierre sees in soldiers’ wary eyes
Not only rage but wounds they keep.
And Andrei, standing beneath the clouds,
Feels his spirit calling him home.


Grand ballrooms fade like drifting smoke,
Shadows of a world that can’t remain.
Every soul awakens someday
When darkness shows life’s truth again.
In war some search for sacred honor,
In love some find who they truly are.


And in the war, a tender seed of peace
Breaks the smoke like a fleeting ray.
For in a moment all souls can see
Love is stronger than the hate of days.
Though storms may steal the light away,
The heart will find its dawn again.



Battles fade into distant echoes,
Lost like rivers in the sea.
Only truth remains unbroken,
Carved from pain and clarity.
We rise from sorrow, learn compassion,
Grow from loss and dare to heal.
Freedom never comes by conquest—
It begins in the heart made real.


When peace returns to the open meadows,
Even falling leaves feel warm again.
Pierre walks softly beside Natasha,
And Andrei rests in silent rain.
And humankind, after storms unending,
Learns to love its wounds as they mend.