Ice-cold passion + 

And a bitter breath + 

Adorned the bed + 

Of Youth and Death⁠— + 

Youth, the young soldier + 

Who went to the wars + 

And embraced white Death, + 

The vilest of whores. + 

Now we spread roses + 

Over your tomb⁠— + 

We who sent you + 

To your doom. + 

Now we make soft speeches + 

And sob soft cries + 

And throw soft flowers + 

And utter soft lies. + 

We mould you in metal + 

And carve you in stone, + 

Not daring make statue + 

Of your dead flesh and bone, + 

Not daring to mention + 

The bitter breath + 

Nor the ice-cold passion + 

Of your love-night with Death. + 

We make soft speeches. + 

We sob soft cries + 

We throw soft flowers, + 

And utter soft lies. + 

And you who were young + 

When you went to the wars + 

Have lost your youth now + 

With the vilest of whores. + 