умер шут, он воровал минуты

They're marching up the main street
As my heart beats
Louder than machine gun fire
The sound of all the sirens sing like violins
Rattling the coil of wire
I heard the solders say
"don't let them get away"
But I could not escape their bullets and grenades
A causality of war
A victim of mistake
Another widow has been made