As i stand before you, look into my eyes, See the dried up tear river bed, Too many times i had to say goodbye, Too many times had to bow my head. Today might be the last time i see the sun... I don't care. I won't be casted down. I grab my rifle, 'cause i hear the guns, Laying down heavy fire on my hometown!
Mother! Mother! I'm coming for you! Mother! Stay alive, i beg you! Mother! Where are you? Mother! Mother!
As i walk through the ruins of my home, I remember the beginning of May, Molotovs flying, burning the stones, I will never forget that day.
Mother! Mother! I'm coming for you! Mother! Stay alive, i beg you! Mother! Where are you? Mother! Mother!