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You’re a soldier — I can see it in your eyes, you’ve been there.
You smell of blood, you’re nothing but scars.
You whistle like the wind across the steppe,
Colder than you, there’s hardly anyone left to meet.

You’re a soldier — and I wish I could mend your seams,
Fix your wounded heart and stitch it shut.
But the metal has sunk in for good,
You’ve seen too much, far more than anyone should.

You’re a soldier.
And whatever war you choose to fight,
Forgive me — I’ll be on the other side.
Forgive me — I’ll be on the other side.

The beast is crying,
Hiding its heart inside the armor — you are now
The saddest one on Earth,
The saddest one on Earth.

You’re a soldier, drunk enough you’ll soon throw up.
Crooked stares don’t scare you anymore.
They laughed while you
Swallowed cold sweat and breathed in gray smoke.

We stay silent — I’m afraid to meet your eyes too long.
There’s pitch-black death walking inside them.
You hide them back from me,
And we stay silent — you’re a soldier, and I’m a poet.

You’re a soldier.
And whatever war you choose to fight,
Forgive me — I’ll be on the other side.
Forgive me — I’ll be on the other side.

The beast is crying,
Hiding its heart inside the armor — you are now
The saddest one on Earth,
The saddest one on Earth.