War is catastrophic
Do not weep maiden, war is catastrophic,
Your brother, threw bombs toward the foes,
And earned the fury of the armed forces,
Do not weep,
War is atrocious
Hoarse, booming guns of the army,
Little souls who thirst to fight,
These men were born to fight and die
The enticing glory flies above them,
Great is the battle cry– great, and its message,
A field of crossfire where corpses lie.
Do not weep, dear, for war is brutal,
Because your brother tumbled in the yellow trenches,
Shot at his breast, gulped and died,
Do not weep,
War is gruesome.
