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Tears in her eyes, left home as heroes

They crossed the hills, they fought for glory

Warriors, when they returned, blamed for the damage

She is in your memory all the time

We will remember until the morning light

Calla palustris on your side

She is the guardian of the night

Between armour and skin of the Austrian knights

He died in the battle nearby the lake

Somewhere on a dirty ground

The skin must go, the seeds are rising

Somewhere on this dirty ground

We will remember until the morning light

Calla palustris on your side

She is the guardian of the night

Between armour and skin of the Austrian knights

The death brings you the seeds of the flowers

In the middle of an ancient land

The death brings you the seeds of the flowers

In the middle of an ancient land

We will remember until the morning light

Calla palustris on your side

She is the guardian of the night

Between armour and skin of the Austrian knights

When you are wandering through this town

Smell the flowers with the white crowns

Then you'll think it's never too late

They are the victims, damned to die

We will remember until the morning light

Calla palustris on your side

She is the guardian of the night

Between armour and skin of the Austrian knights