When the day has come and the hour has come

And you're put to the wall where you'll bleed upright

And those who cared for you

Long since have gone from you

Then you will see it is lonely to die!



For the day will come and the hour will come

And you'll color the sand you are standing on red

And when they come for you

Remember I told you

My brother! It's strange how it's lonely to die!