The 100-year Old Railway Station

In ugly times the choice is no more yours

They shout and curse, and treat you like a horse

They mark your door they mark your clothes and then

No-one knows whether you`d be back and when

But as you stand there underneath the earthly dome

That rusty train is not getting you home

 

Chorus

Farewell my friend

Farewell my friend

Your country has nothing more to lend

Farewell my friend

Farewell my friend

Your tortured heart is all that you possess

Your shattered heart is all that you possess

 

The streets were filled with hatred and disgust

People left behind their doomed hopes and their trust

The sign was there so they all had to go

The same old story just like long ago

And as you stood in the earthly dome

That rusty train was not getting you home

 

Chorus

Farewell my friend

Farewell my friend

Your country has nothing more to lend

Farewell my friend

Farewell my friend

Your tortured heart is all that you possess

Your shattered heart is all that you possess

 

That platform wailed and shook you to the core

As if you`d lived through this before

A captured scream burned into time

Anguish torments since the days of yore

 

Chorus

Farewell my friend

Farewell my friend

Your country has nothing more to lend

Farewell my friend

Farewell my friend

Your tortured heart is all that you possess

Your shattered heart is all that you possess

 
English (United Kingdom)Hungarian (formal)