Lili Marleen (Brittisk engelsk version) EngT: Connor M: Norbert Schultze Underneath the lantern, by the barrack gate, darling I remember the way you used to wait. 'twas there that you whispered tenderly, that you loved me, you'd always be; My Lili of the lamplight, my own Lili Marlene. Time would come for roll-call, time for us to part, darling I'd caress you and press you to my heart. and there 'neath that far off lanternlight, I'd hold you tight, we'd kiss "Good-Night"; My Lili of the lamplight, my own Lili Marlene. Orders came for sailing, somewhere over there, all confind to barracks was more then I could bear. I knew you were waiting in the street, I heard your feet, but could not meet; My Lili of the lamplight, my own Lili Marlene. When we are marching in the mud and cold, And when my pack seems heavy, and more than I can hold, My love for you renews my might, I'm warm again, my pack is light, it's you Lili Marlene, it's you Lili Marlene. Restin in a billet, just behind the line, even tho' we're parted your lips are close to mine. You wait where that lantern softly gleams, your sweet face seems, to haunt my dreams; My Lili of the lamplight, my own Lili Marlene.
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