Are brothers_UK

[Verse 1] In our old courtyard, the faces are familiar, Each pathway and bench has its own special place. Here autumn is rushing to fall with its leaves, or A funny small stream in the puddles will race. The swings are remembered, they creak out of gladness, The ball that flies over the neighbor's old fence. Here less understanding is needed for sadness To hear children's spirit and joy in the dense. [Chorus] In our old courtyard, where the houses are brothers, Where windows still hold the same cozy hearth's glow. Here you can weep and then find in the others An embrace on a shoulder, not fearing to show. In our old courtyard, where all is so known, Where time has stood still in the flight of the swing. Here each passerby is a part of your own, And a lullaby's trill in your heart will still ring. [Verse 2] Here grandmothers knit as they count all the minutes, And cats creep along the old gazebos' shade. Here childhood has left its own trace as if in it, A secret is hidden in each crack that's made. Here arguments fade in the poplar trees' sighing, And quarrels all burn in the evening's big fire. Here's a world that we paint with our own hands, not buying, On old, worn, but clean courtyard, never to tire. [Bridge] And if I should leave for the far distant lands, My heart will return to this doorstep once more. Where each smile would show that they understand, Where each step I took was a small breath, for sure. [Chorus] In our old courtyard, where the houses are brothers, Where windows still hold the same cozy hearth's glow. Here you can weep and then find in the others An embrace on a shoulder, not fearing to show. In our old courtyard, where all is so known, Where time has stood still in the flight of the swing. Here each passerby is a part of your own, And a lullaby's trill in your heart will still ring. [Outro] In our old courtyard... familiar faces... Forever will stay here in these places.