Ten soldiers are marching against the peace
To the mountain that holding the Red
From the blood fountain, bringing threat
The right hand will arise among the concord
Because some mad men got bored

Oh, baby we may never see the children getting old
We might say goodbye to the delicate nostalgia
They holding our bright future in blood of chain,
Ah, baby don’t worry we will make love again  

War’s going to end, someday
People are not going to realise the silence
They will get married,
They will get drunk,
They will applause the monk
Peace break will come
Soldiers will hug to their home

Take me back,
Take me back to the Great War
Take me back to the Japan
Take all the lifespan
Let’s have fun with the animals
Let’s advertise its wickedness

You hear the drum beats
You feel the warmness of the beast
I’m holding your hand
I hear the tears of the priest
Bricks will be on the ground
Children will point the hound
The war is coming again
We’re welcoming the war with all our love
No one can see the escaping dove
She’s flying all above

Take all our soul Lord
Give us entertainment
Show us the blue skin
Let us cry a little
Between this bitterness
Let’s shout out our eagerness