He´s so young
And so vulnerable
He walks alone
In another street
He remembers the war
Because he was a soldier,
A deserter

He was a slayer
For a politician
Today he comes back home
He thinks this is the end

He was a young boy
Who played guitar, in his room
But a day a military
Offered a job, to him
He promised a good job
No fights, no shoots
To work with his classmates
He signed, too late

He was a slayer
For a politician
Today he comes back home
He thinks this is the end
He was a slayer
For a politician
Today he comes back home
He thinks this is the end

Be safe, my friend
Be safe, my brother
For my brother in arms
Be safe out of the war
Be safe, my friend
Be safe, my brother
For my brother in arms
Be safe out of the war
Be safe, my friend
Be safe, my brother
For my brother in arms
Be safe out of the war