Not even once life has smiled upon you
Whose fate is nothing but a catastrophe, Merdo, Merdo!
This is homesickness, this is homesickness
Haven't I told you not to come?
Haven't I told you not to turn!
They will shoot you, Merdo!
Haven't I told you? haven't I?
They shall lay an ambush by the head of bridge!
They seek you, Merdo!
They track you, they may break your heart
Haven't I told you not to come! Merdo?
Haven't I told you not to turn!
They will shoot you, Merdo!
Haven't I told you? Haven't I?
Mahsuni is burning, his spring is over
Months of spring, Merdo, Merdo!
His mountains ground into dust!
Haven't I told you not to come?
Haven't I told you not to turn!
They will shoot you, Merdo!
Haven't I told you? haven't I?