The Call Up - Remastered

It's up to you, not to heed the call up
 And you must not act, the way you were brought up
 Who knows the reasons, why you have grown up?
 Who knows the plans or why they were drawn up?
 It's up to you, not to heed the call up
 I don't wanna die
 It's up to you, not to hear the call up
 I don't wanna kill
 For he who will die
 Is he who will kill?
 Maybe I wanna see the wheatfields
 Over Kiev and down to the sea
 It's up to you, not to heed the call up
 I don't wanna die
 It's up to you, not to hear the call up
 I don't wanna kill
 All the young people down the ages
 They gladly marched off to die
 Proud city father used to watch them
 Tears in their eyes
 It's up to you, not to heed the call up
 I don't wanna die
 It's up to you, not to hear the call up
 I don't wanna kill
 For he who will die
 Is he who will kill?
 There is a rose, that I want to live for
 Although, God knows, I may not have met her
 There is a dance and I should be with her
 There is a town, unlike any other
 It's up to you not to hear the call up
 And you must not act, the way you were brought up
 Who gives you work, why should you do it?
 At fifty five minutes past eleven, there is a rose
 It's up to you not to hear the call up
 It's up to you not to hear the call up
 I don't wanna die
 There is a rose, that I want to live for
 It's up to you not to hear the call up