Red Carpets (No Choir) - Two Steps From Hell

Этот марш не смолкал на перронах Когда враг заслонял горизонт С ним отцов наших в дымных вагонах Поезда увозили на фронт Он в семнадцатом брал с нами зимний В сорок пятом шагал на Берлин Подминалась с ним в бой вся Россия По дорогам нелегких годин И если в поход Страна позовет За край наш родной Мы все пойдем в священный бой! И если в поход Страна позовет За край наш родной Мы все пойдем в священный бой! В священный бой! Шумят в полях хлеба Шагает Отчизна моя К высотам счастья Сквозь все ненастья — Дорогой мира и труда К высотам счастья Сквозь все ненастья — Дорогой мира и труда И если в поход Страна позовет За край наш родной Мы все пойдем в священный бой! В священный бой!

Husband don't know what he's done Kids don't know what's wrong with mom She can't say, they can't see Putting it down to another bad day Daddy don't know what he's done Kids don't know what's wrong with mom So this is how it feels to be lonely This is how it feels to be small This is how it feels when your word means nothing at all There's a funeral in the town Some guy from the top estate Seems they found him under a train And yet he had it all on a plate So this is how it feels to be lonely This is how it feels to be small This is how it feels when your word means nothing at all Husband don't know what he's done Kids don't know what's wrong with mom She can't say, they can't see Putting it down to another bad day So this is how it feels to be lonely (feels to be lonely) This is how it feels to be small (feels to be small) This is how it feels when your word means nothing at all So this is how it feels to be lonely (feels to be lonely) This is how it feels to be small (feels to be small) This is how it feels when your word means nothing at all

And it's hard to write about being happy 'Cause, the older I get I find that happiness is an extremely uneventful subject And there will be no grand choirs to sing No chorus could come in About two people sitting doing nothing But I must confess I did it all for myself I gathered you here to hide from some vast unnameable fear But the loneliness never left me I always took it with me But I can put it down in the pleasure of your company And there will be no grand choirs to sing No chorus will come in No ballad will be written It will be entirely forgotten And if tomorrow it's all over At least we had it for a moment Oh, darling, things seem so unstable But for a moment we were able to be still There will be no grand choirs to sing No chorus will come in No ballad will be written This will be entirely forgotten