Male singer: The heather is dark and rainy
And I have lost my path
There is no light, no hope, no time
In that [bad word] of the dark
Oh God why I can’t find you?
Why can’t you here my words?
Can you see me fighting in this fields,
for causes I don’t know?

Female singer: Oh my gallant love where have you gone?
I miss your gentle touch.
Our children grow fine and strong
They’re missing you so much
If the harvest rain falls on our home ,
the days grow fairly long.
But the horizon stays without you
from dusk until dawn

Male singer: Oh dear last night I lost a friend
He went into the fire
perhaps he’ll reaches a better place
Perhaps we’ll meet again.
I wonder how the children are
I miss their softly smiles
Sometimes I dream of the harvest rain
But the battle still goes on.

Female Singer: Yesterday I saw a picture
of the minister of war
in his lily white shirt and tie he asked
for moe young blood by law
and they got our oldest son
and he went your way
and the minister in the news did say
for freedom there’s a price to pay

Male & Female sing: And the autumn [bad word] and the wind is waving the corn
as she got a machine letter
“For our freedom they did fall”
And she asks herself "What freedom takes a mother’s son?'
So we lose the best and hail the rest and the harvest rain does fall