My dear I've heard a piece of bad news

Events are in all the dailies

And mum is crying her eyes out

All the guys are called up at the town square

- as I will ... I have to go off to the war


My dear don't cry, don't be frightened

I won't follow the way of my dad

And I won't live apart from you


They said that we'll come back in a few days

but for the moment I have to go off to the war


This is the final stage before delight and joy


A kind of devil trial to make us enjoy


All these peaceful nights interlaced, living our carefree lives


I'll be back to you and that day, you will be my wife


It'll left a painful memory deep in our minds