ŞARKI SÖZÜ
sunset above tortured earth
fire illuminates scarring faces
cold's sneaking into dark eyes
weapons are ready on the floor
maybe, the last time he can make love with wife
for a moment not thinking about another day
after that mortal combat
be ready to die for his land
tomorrow will decide
resolve will decide
courage to die will decide
bravery and the best ones will decide
belief will decide
sunset's opening scene above battlefield
blood of fallen disappearing in trampled grass
the rest of survivors ? the last conflict
towards certain death, towards eternal glory
