WAITERS

The sun on the meadow is summery warm

The stag in the forest runs free

But gathered together to greet the storm 

Tomorrow belongs to me



The branch on the linden is leafy and green

The Rhine gives its gold to the sea (Gold to the sea)

But somewhere a glory awaits unseen

Tomorrow belongs to me



Now Fatherland, Fatherland, show us the sign

Your children have waited to see

The morning will come 

When the world is mine

Tomorrow belongs to me

Tomorrow belongs to me

Tomorrow belongs to me

Tomorrow belongs to me



[ADDITIONAL VERSE]

The babe in his cradle is closing his eyes

The blossom embraces the bee

But soon says the whisper, arise, arise

Tomorrow belongs to me Tomorrow belongs to me