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
