Lying there in the cold sand,
The people have turned away from him.
The bullet deep in his body,
has desecrated the king's rule.
It now in the icy wind,
The cold quickly freezes his blood.
The white landscape now hides him,
In the place where the dead rest.
The king's rule was misunderstood .
has turned away from his fate.
His corpse, rigid and cold,
was buried at the cemetery in the oak forest.
Bed there in the cold sand,
the people have turned away from him.
The bullet deep in his body,
has desecrated the king's rule.