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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