My soul is free this winters night
Upon this street with drunken fights
And all the world awaits the dawn
And Await the sight of a snowy lawn

But I'm not here, no-one knows
Upon my grave the flowers grow
And under the roof my children cry
As only one year has passed them by

And my eyes are filled with salty tears
And my mind is filled with you my dear
For sorry I am that there I'm not
These memories won't be forgot

So thank you war for taking life
This Afghan fighter was hit by strife
And no-one now is here to see
All that I was going to be...