We got up early, washed our faces,
walked the fields and put up crosses,
Passed through the damned mountains,
went hellwards,
and some of us returned,
and some of us did not.
In the fields and in the forests,
under the moon and under the sun
another summer has passed before us,
and not one man has,
not one woman has
revealed the secrets
of this world.
So our young men
hid with guns
in the dirt
and in in the dark places.