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Die Moorsoldaten (English) Songtext |
Artist: Welle:erdball
Titel: Die Moorsoldaten (English)
Any directions you might see,
Bog and heath is everywhere.
Here are no birds to sing for me
The oaks, they stand twisted and bare.
Refrain:
We are the bog battalion,
On spade instead of stallion,
In bog.
In such a deserted landscape
Just for us, this compound dire.
Far from friends and with no escape
We are cached behind barb-ed wire.
Refrain:
Columns long, we head for the bog
To dig the early morning.
We sweat in sun, work like a dog,
And think of loved ones mourning.
Refrain:
Thought to home and hearth do return,
To parents, wife and children.
Many a breast may sigh and yearn
To leave this prison, when, oh when?
Refrain:
The patrols guard us day and night,
Escape is a losing sport.
Your life's not worth attempted flight,
Four rings of wire fence the fort.
Refrain:
Complaining will not set us free;
Winter can't last forever.
The time will come when we will see,
Our homeland ours, together.
Then no more bog battalion
No spade instead of stallion
In Bog. |
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