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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