The grass is green today, here where my brothers lay.
Buried in this goddanm ground, where I lost my life forever too.
How can it be? – the sun, it shines today over fieds and hills – where we lived in the mud,
where we heard the thunder we met the beast of mandkind – as we arched into the fire.
No light, no wind, no calm – It was no place on earth at all.
One by one my comrades died, sacrificed in the battle of brothers.
Thrown into the fire – to make a few meters of land.
We left our homes with a smile, as we arched to the music – as we said farewell to our beloved,
we felt like heroes so high awaited glory and honor – became cheap canonfodder instead the few,
who returned are broken forever rain washed away our blood –
our cries gone with the wind but forever in my head
My soul has burned in the fire, I had the hell on earth.
Will you remember?