He is a good man, I know he is a good man,
A man of honour and peace.
His honour haunts me from dawn 'til dusk,
But I have mouths to feed.
Today he was told that he will die tomorrow,
But he will grow old.
His eyes, smothered by a dirty cloth –
They still see my fear.
Good night, my friend, good night.
Sleep well, my friend, sleep well.
Sweet dreams, my friend, sweet dreams.
Good night.
Today he will wear an ammunition belt,
And you will see him pleading
For his men to accede to our demands,
But I'll be the one that's bleeding.
Good night, my friend, good night.
Sleep well, my friend, sleep well.
Sweet dreams, my friend, sweet dreams.
Good night. Good night.
One day, some day, I shall be rewarded.
Good night.
One day, some day, I shall be rewarded.
Good night.
He is a good man, I know he is a good man,
A better man than I.
His eyes smothered by a dirty cloth,
But I have eyes to dry.
Good night, my friend, good night.
Sleep well, my friend, sleep well.
Sweet dreams, my friend, sweet dreams.
Good night. Good night.
Good night. Good night.
Good night.
