| The one who went on a The one who tried to come back The one who gave his life for more He who did not wreck. He never cried, because he was weak He tried to prove; That life does not stop, nor leak That it has its groove. He was the soldier, Since he was strong and brave He never came back home His name was on a memory grave. He served his time for more, As if it was his hundred 20 years He has never came alive again And his prayers were in vain. |