Entreat me not, this I implore,
that I should offer up to war
the sacrifice of my sweet child
upon whom God and life have smiled.
Please hear this plea from my lips pour.

You can't demand forevermore
that mothers' children settle scores
with those your hardened hearts revile.
Entreat me not.

For eons youth have joined that corps
who march into the battle's roar
as bodies on war's altar pile,
till now you ask I add my child.
It's time to say, No nevermore.
Entreat me not.