Today we are in mourning
This tragedy we have felt.
He felt he had no other choice
We didn’t hear his yawning.
I don’t know what to say
So this is why I write,
The country is in mourning
For a soldier died today.

He says he has gone home now,
No letters can be sent,
For heaven has no address.
This star was not cruelly taken,
No, this one simply went
As friends we can no longer play
So this is why I write
Ol’ Belfast is in mourning,
for a soldier died today