The blue sky over them   The shadows of the men   They press a trail in the sand   Running as fast as they can      They're running through the desert sun   Meshing guns in their hands   The soldier's pack is on their back   Once our wagon tramps       More than you can say   More than you can feel   More than you can say   More than you can feel      Know (?no), they will never go away   It's too late to change their minds   They only would do the same again   Until the end they will fight      More than you can say   More than you can feel…