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