Here I stood there peering,
Watching, waiting, fearing,
As I saw the flag afar.
It is here I shall recover,
The body of my lover,
The only image of my scar.
For it was a trouble,
He would double,
In the midst of all the rubble,
Searching for his honored star.
Having seen my husband here,
I gazed on without a tear,
This was my greatest fear,
Now it has come true.
His soul was buried in his pride,
Forever now it will reside,
In this war, he has died,
To persuade him I had tried,
To tell him what I knew.
But to the army he had went,
And into battle he was sent,
There his last days he spent,
Shot dead with the bullet’s descent,
And there he bid his adieu, adieu. |
