The bombs are falling all around,

And I still can not hear a sound.

Fireballs crashing in the sand,

Each of them proud with a gun in their hand.

I see all the young men fighting for their lives

Not for their country but for their children and wives

I feel the bullet enter trough my back,

Everything is fading and I?m loosing track.

All I can see is your lovely face and your smiling lips,

Knowing I?ll never again hold my arms around your hips.

All is now slowly fading away,

And I wish I could be close to you just one more day.

I?m not sorry for never coming home to you,

I?m so sorry for telling you I?d do.