Did you need to count them? I never did.
Did you think about them? Me, not a bit.
Do I still see their faces? No, just the hit.

I worry not about the deed
Our actions saving lives
Despite all the dangers of NATO on our side.

So why up to now did I seldom lose my sleep?
Seeing not the act but the life that I had lived
Feeling every shot and smelling powder spent.

Why am I seeing now my departed friends?
Joining in their laughter, drinking deeply in our haste
Or are these dreams just a glimpse of happy things to come.