Nostalgia

And here's Ivanovich In his rocket ship Spinning helplessly Up above the earth While his heart is splintered All the girls of winter Are buried in their coats, anonymous While winter girls are waiting Ivanovich in high rotation Is just another star Up in the sky And while the world was waiting We're overwhelmed by some sensation Of something long ago and far away Like General Jackson's arm It's buried on some farm While the fever Pushes words from his lips And by the drunken river Where the soldiers shiver We rest beneath the shade of the trees While winter girls are saying "Each of us a tiny nation "You're just another star "But so am I." And while the world was waiting We're overwhelmed by some sensation Of something long ago and far away