We were young, we loved the life
Listened to the stories on the green
Both of good and bad are on the same scale
This we had listen till the end
There was always war, we looked at with wet eyes
Red on the green, good on the green
There was always war, but life still goes on
Not released to, we grew and don't believe no more
If there is good, it never existed
Their lives are short just like butterflies
A dry peace of wood warmed us
Till the sun embraced us through the night
There was always war, we looked at with wet eyes
Red on the green, good on the green
There was always war, but life still goes on
Not released to, we grew and don't believe no more
We were young we loved the life
Listened to the stories on the green
Both of good and bad are on the same scale
This we had listen till the en