Life is just a day long, boys
Only a day and no more!
But being born for that day
Was worth it, my friends
The flesh is still moving on our bones
But the ground is drinking our blood now
And you can see the light in the distance
As the fog gently covers it
If the horns sound instead of the drums
And they're opening the gates of heaven
Our army will march there
Over the starry path
Doesn't matter where you came from
Only where you're going
And your flag that a hand clenched in a fist
Holds high
Thousands and thousands of years trained fathers and sons
To accept, if they must, the heroic death
Thousands and thousands of years taught mothers and daughters
To wear the black mourning clothes in their hearts