Mother, dear mother It’s your oldest son Head down on the front line With my canteen and gun My socks have gone rotten My bread is all mold It’s been a long winter So barren and cold
Sisters, dear sisters So young and so fair Keep close our mother And show much care Listen to brother He’s young, but a man He’ll be there to guide you When I no longer can
Brother, dear brother It’s all on you now Take care of the family And keep the fields plowed I pray every day To be by your side But my road is so clear now This is my last fight
Father, our father My life’s in your hands Give strength to my family They will need all they can My one last request As I kneel at your thrown Be sure that they read this My last letter homeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
