sorrow
He lies on a field
And the grass is blood-red
His opened-eyes looks
In nowhere
His little arms touch
The fresh grass under him
And a moonlight so bright
As it used to be
He was the only child He was loved for his smile
But his smile is blood-red
And his opened-eyes dead And the story is sad
And it's fully of tears
Of his old mum and dad
When they find him on the field Exploded by the mine That lie here for long
From the time when here was The great war The great war...
And the grass is blood-red
His opened-eyes looks
In nowhere
His little arms touch
The fresh grass under him
And a moonlight so bright
As it used to be
He was the only child He was loved for his smile
But his smile is blood-red
And his opened-eyes dead And the story is sad
And it's fully of tears
Of his old mum and dad
When they find him on the field Exploded by the mine That lie here for long
From the time when here was The great war The great war...