I know about the war just by the hearsay.
But there's a dream at night I often saw:
One lad without moustache, just boy you can say,
Who couldn't return alive from war.

My heart will ache in pain from bitter sorrows,
Although already passed so many years.
At anxiety nights one dream still follows
Me where grandfather young like in his teens.

Again in may the world will shout "Hooray!"
We'll celebrate our victory we did get.
But what our grandfathers did for that day
Remember, you never must forget!

We know about the war, just by the hearsay.
But our mothers cannot sleep in peace.
Since young boys grow up day by day,
And somewhere going on a war so fierce...

Just probably how much more soldiers equal
Will not return from war to household?
Singing for you! I beg you people!
We must learn how to protect our world!

Again in may the world will shout "Hooray!"
We'll celebrate our victory we did get
But what our grandfathers did for that day
Remember, you never must forget!
Remember, you never must forget!

Remember, way to victory was so exhaust,
And bloody was its price!
Remember Buchenwald and Holocaust,
And that war's only death and fears and vice!
Remember mothers grown gray by fret,
And soldiers that couldn't survive!
Death notices don't you dare to forget!
We must remember it all you and I!