Slowly nears the night Silence fills the air The afterglow of the fading day - Twinkles in magic light The weapons are silent now Ours is the victory The darkness of night Covers the sight of the fallen on the battlefield Far from the distance we hear a sound The cathedral bells announce a glorious day Finally we cross the town The virgin at our side The battle is won Joy everywhere We see an elated crowd But still there's something Decreasing her joy and hurting her heart Her only thought is Why? Inwardly torn She implores the saints with tears in her eyes Asking for the reasons Why?