What Can I Say [Greek translation]

Oh what shall I tell a mother who wanders the darkened hall

Where once played her most endeared possession in this world

Created from her flesh and blood and time and toils

Now lain in gallant splendor beneath a blanket of green

Or a wife who lays prostrate upon a grave, weeping endlessly

Shall I speak noble words to children whose father is now but a cold remnant of the earth

What great words of patriotic duty will quell the sorrow and the horror

What comfort does it bring, held in my arms and hear their final struggles of breath

Their life's blood ebbing from its confines within and without

Could men ever know that no one ever truly wins this fight

That individuals sacrifice in earnest what nations represent as valor and right

In a land afar that is unknown, a land where ignorance is the fault of pride

Where men of the same will to live dwell and have lost their world, their way

The barbarism of men is an unquenchable demon that thrives on any life

Everywhere in the world in the milieu of meek and oppressed peoples

Where men have lost their way of what is right and just

They have taken what others should have because of their blindness and avarice

There is those that spout and spew that wars should be outlawed

They are the cowards that stand unto themselves alone

In a fool's paradise where no one will go to take away their hallowed ground

So then righteous men who know what must be in the world

To keep their families, friends, and all who are like them safe

So must we fight in ceaseless conflicts and give the ultimate belief of our mortality

With wandering thoughts and lifelong scars, borne in silence

Alive and always aware, keeping their memory, and in their unredeemable debt

Oh what shall I tell a mother who wanders the darkened hall

What can I say...what can I say

• Artist:Ww Ww