Crossed the river at Opatija
Saw the world from the Belgrade train
And I loved you then like I loved no other
I'll never see those times again
And I saw the fields and the farmers passing
Saw the faces rise in vain
And I loved you then like I loved no other
I'll never see those times again
And by the light of the bridges burning
By the light of the past in flames
The hard grind of the world turning
And the low cloud and the cold rain
Stood together in a crowded passage
Drew pictures on the window pane
And I loved you then like I loved no other
I'll never see those times again
And the cobbled streets and the darkened city
And the soft kiss of the summer rain
And I loved you then like I loved no other
I'll never see those times again
And by the light of the bridges burning
By the light of the past in flames
The hard grind of the world turning
And the low cloud and the cold rain
Left standing at a distant station
Past hope, past love, past pain
And I loved you then like I loved no other
I loved you then, on the Belgrade train
And by the light of the bridges burning
By the light of the past in flames
The hard grind of the world turning
And the low cloud and the cold rain
And by the light of the bridges burning
By the light of the past in flames
The hard grind of the world turning
And the low cloud and the cold rain