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 It'll left a painful memory deep in our minds