Life hasn't smiled at you for once.
Oh Merdo whose fate is dreadful.
Here is not home, here is not home.
Oh Merdo, Merdo whose fate is dreadful.
This is not home, this is not home.
Didn't I tell you not to come here, Merdo?
Didn't I tell you not to come back?
Didn't I tell you Merdo that they'll shoot you?
Didn't I tell you, didn't I tell you?
Didn't I tell you Merdo that they'll shoot you?
Didn't I tell you, didn't I tell you?
Merdo, they'll lie in ambush
by the bridge.
They're looking for you, Merdo, Merdo.
They're searching for your traces, they're going to break you.
They're searching for you Merdo, Merdo.
They're looking for your traces, they'll break you.
Didn't I tell you not to come here, Merdo?
Didn't I tell you not to come back?
Didn't I tell you Merdo that they'll shoot you?
Didn't I tell you, didn't I tell you?
Didn't I tell you Merdo that they'll shoot you?
Didn't I tell you, didn't I tell you?
Mahsuni's heart is burning by a sorrow.
His joyful life is no longer.
Months of spring are no longer.
Green gardens and flowers withered.
Green gardens and flowers withered.
Green gardens and flowers withered.
Didn't I tell you not to come here, Merdo?
Didn't I tell you not to come back?
Didn't I tell you Merdo that they'll shoot you?
Didn't I tell you, didn't I tell you?
Didn't I tell you Merdo that they'll shoot you?
Didn't I tell you, didn't I tell you?