The sun is rising over the mountain, a new day begins
The sun is greeting us
Wake up, young lad, horses want some water
Give it to them, so you can be calm
In a white shirt he sleeps now in his lover´s arms, and dreams
In a white shirt he sleeps now.
Tomorrow when we´re going to kill the Swedes in the war
His mother weeps, don´t let them shoot you
In a red shirt he´s going to sleep alone in the dirt now
And he dreams, in a red shirt he sleeps now.
Treacherous are those meetings with war, yeah
When the dawns are all golden, oh oh
Now a strange tone is tempting you downstairs, yeah
And the ground is soaking carmine, oh oh
Last hope, you have to keep it in your heart
Say the prayer, you who doesn´t want to survive
In a red shirt he´s going to sleep alone in the dirt now
And he dreams, in a red shirt he sleeps now.
Treacherous are those meetings with war, yeah
When the dawns are all golden, oh oh
Now a strange tone is tempting you downstairs, yeah
And the ground is soaking carmine, oh oh.