I thought I didn't need a soldier.

I thought I didn't need to be a soldier, ; I took care of my mother. ; But now I see, I didn't take care of the poor, ; I entrust myself to the good God for protection. ; ; The cemetery ditch is full of water, ; My heart is full of bitterness. ; God is good, who floods the water, no, ; Washes away the sorrow from my sad heart.