In the cold fort, theres a man Watching the desert, keeping an eye On the void of an existence On disappointed hopes On the vain obstacles of life No retreat in his military, no retreat faced with the enemy No retreat in front of nonsense In this place where a daily tragedy settled down Round the cold fort stand some mountains And behind the mountains, therere some enemies All the guards have yet heard the stomps Of soldiers theyve never seen All the guards still wait for fight No retreat in his military, no retreat faced with the enemy No retreat in front of nonsense In this play where a daily tragedy settled down