Die Moorsoldaten [English translation]
Die Moorsoldaten [English translation]
Wherever the eye spies
Only swamp and meadow all around
Birdsong does not refresh us,
The oaks remain bare and crooked
We're the swamp soldiers
And we go into the swamp
with shovels.
Here in this terrible meadow
The camp is set up,
Where we are far from every joy
Stowed away behind barbed wire.
We're the swamp soldiers
And we go into the swamp
with shovels.
The columns (of prisoners) move out in the morning
Into the swamp to work
Digging by the blazing of the Sun
But home stays in their minds
We're the swamp soldiers
And we go into the swamp
with shovels.
Homeward, homeward, each one longs
For their parents, wife and child
Sighs stretch many a chest,
Because we're imprisoned here.
We're the swamp soldiers
And we go into the swamp
with shovels.
The guards go up and down
No one, none can get past (them).
Fleeing would only cost one's life
The fort is fenced four times around.
We're the swamp soldiers
And we go into the swamp
with shovels.
But we won't complain,
Winter can't last forever.
One day we'll say joyfully:
Home, you're mine again.
Then the swamp soldiers
will go into the swamp
With shovels, nevermore
- Artist:Ernst Busch