All the guns are silent on the Western wall And we clean the rifles that we never used at all And we're writing letters just to pa** the time And the days go by on the Siegfried line Oh, they say the English have given up the war And we heard the Russians won't last through 44 But a longtime soldier has an open mind And a man grows old on the Siegfried line Soon, soon they say the war will be over, oh, oh Home, home, we will be home in the summer, no, no Oh, we are in a campfire and we drink the beer And we know the flag we fly must last a thousand years And we eat Dutch chocolate and we drink French wine And they feed us well on the Siegfried line