We do not know, we cannot see
What is the cost of victory,
The war we waged was so much more
What would it take to life restore ?
The years have gone, what used to be
Has changed the path of destiny
There is no way left to explain
The loss of life, the futile pain !
Be sure that wars are endless grief
From which there seems no real relief
We thought it might soon fade away
Not now or next ten thousand days !