Another day is past and became night
It is cold, I'm cold, mommy
Nights are very cold, my breath is frozen
I miss your hot soups, mommy
When that war is finished
I'll return with a carnation bouquet in my hands
If my body don't return, my soul will return
Bury me in applause, mommy
Don't keep an eye on my road
Behind steamy windows don't expect me
Surely I can't return tonight
God willing, for another springtime, mommy
When that war is ended
I'll return with a carnation bouquet in my hands
If my body don't return, my soul will return
Bury me in applause, mommy