Winter Wine - Minnesota

I will fight to the end of the war
I'll go with the flag on the shoulder
I will not have time to rest
soon you will know the outcome

when your life rests on your shoulder (shoulder)
when you do not have time to just slow (slower)
When your life shows you the sense of the game (game)
you are like melancholy, mating (murder)
you can not muster the forces (forces)
Blood is pouring in torrents on the ground (earth)
when you turn, poured sand in the face
your life just starts again
shout to each other, all your strength
you can not go out, everything just you

And when suddenly everything is over
look at the calendar and say,''October''
sweet life this is just a mask, the moment
now you are really lower

Because I will fight, it is the cold war
You know, there is no decision to love, and
you do not already have it, you have your faith
you need to convince their lives
nothing comes as easy as you want
damn light the fuse, waiting for you love
and everything begins to move
tell me why you live, soldier