Yours Eternally song lyrics by U2 + Ed Sheeran & Taras Topolia

Wednesday, February 18, 2026
erving as the emotional crescendo of the Days of Ash EP, "Yours Eternally" is a sonic pact between the studio and the trench. 

This closing anthem sees U2 unite with Ed Sheeran and Ukrainian soldier-musician Taras Topolia (Antytila), transforming the friendship forged in the bomb shelters of Kyiv into a global broadcast of resilience. 

Written by a powerhouse team including Bono, The Edge, and Simon Carmody, the track is lifted by a choir of activists - including Pussy Riot's Nadya Tolokonnkova and Bob Geldof - delivering a haunting yet hopeful vow that love will outlast the machinery of war.

Yours Eternally song lyrics by U2  + Ed Sheeran & Taras Topolia



Yours Eternally song lyrics by U2 + Ed Sheeran & Taras Topolia



Don't sleep
Don't even think about it
No need
Maybe a little bit
Still dream
About waking up free
As we can be
Forget
Whatever doesn't fit
Regret
Regret none of it
Don't bet
On getting rid of me
Yours eternally

Dearest friends or whatever
We are calling ourselves these days
My current location
I cannot disclose
Geographically
It's nowhere that I've been before
But emotionally
We're on the same road
If you have the chance to laugh
Laugh at me
If you have the chance to hope
It's a duty

Don't sleep
Don't even think about it
No need
Maybe a little bit
Still dream
About waking up free
As we can be
Forget
Whatever doesn't fit
Regret
Regret none of it
Don't bet
On getting rid of me
Yours eternally


As your so called companion
The worst jokes and the greatest times
You got me high
And the stars got me home
Your faith in me was blinding
Yours is the song that I've always sung
You are not lost out there because
You are not alone
If you have a chance to reach
Reach for me
In the chaos of the earth
We'll find beauty
All this time we've been chasing dust
A soldier's song a sailor's lust
For the glory of a world
That we can't yet see

Don't sleep
Don't even think about it
No need
Maybe a little bit
Still dream
About waking up free
As we can be
Forget
Whatever doesn't fit
Regret
Regret none of it
Don't bet
On getting rid of me
Yours eternally

Volia, volia
Volia, volia
Volia, volia
Volia, volia

Taras Topolia is freedom

1987- very present

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