On this site of reflection, you came to me as a ghost
Near this monument to the fallen, where one hears the sad last post
Celebration in the city of Ypres, again a new year was born
Not on this place of eternal silence, where quietly souls mourn
For time did not matter on this site, of the graveless dead
Near the leafless trees, we somehow met
On this site of reflection, you came to me as a ghost
Near this monument to the fallen, where one hears the sad last post
Born in different times, we never knew each other,
Born in different times, we never even met
Though this night when the world celebrates, believe me:
But on this night when the world celebrates, I regret you're dead
On this site of reflection, you came to me as a ghost
Near this monument to the fallen, where one hears the sad last post
Thousands of names engraved, poor souls fate did not spare
The night was cold, the wind unkind, still wondering what brought me there
Born in different times, we never even met
But on this night when the world celebrates believe me: I regret you're dead
Tragic appearance, your uniform torn, your skin full of dirt
We did not speak, nor laugh or cry, did not utter a single word
We kept an honourable distance, borders of time cannot be crossed,
As there is between the living,
who hold on to life at any cost
And the dead, whose lives and dreams along with their bodies lost
Here you appear, probably a trick of the mind that I might have lost
Near this monument to the fallen, where one hears the sad last post
Celebration in the city of Ypres, again a new year was born
Not on this place of eternal silence, where quietly souls mourn
For time did not matter on this site, of the graveless dead
Near the leafless trees, we somehow met
On this site of reflection, you came to me as a ghost
Near this monument to the fallen, where one hears the sad last post
Born in different times, we never knew each other,
Born in different times, we never even met
Though this night when the world celebrates, believe me:
But on this night when the world celebrates, I regret you're dead
On this site of reflection, you came to me as a ghost
Near this monument to the fallen, where one hears the sad last post
Thousands of names engraved, poor souls fate did not spare
The night was cold, the wind unkind, still wondering what brought me there
Born in different times, we never even met
But on this night when the world celebrates believe me: I regret you're dead
Tragic appearance, your uniform torn, your skin full of dirt
We did not speak, nor laugh or cry, did not utter a single word
We kept an honourable distance, borders of time cannot be crossed,
As there is between the living,
who hold on to life at any cost
And the dead, whose lives and dreams along with their bodies lost
Here you appear, probably a trick of the mind that I might have lost