[Intro: Generalmajor Christian Trull]
„Meine Kameraden
Wir wussten, dass die Welt nicht vollkommen ist und dass es Menschen braucht, die sagen: „Ich dien’!“
Uns verbindet das schwere Wissen, dass die Menschheit und die Menschlichkeit geschändet werden können und dass Geschehen oder Nichtgeschehen dieser Schändung von der Gewalt abhängen kann. Von dеr Gewalt des Guten zwar, abеr doch von der Gewalt, mit der es verhindert werden kann.“
[Verse 1]
As I've seen the bitter end of better men
As I hear the little men bicker and wonder why
Should they weep for them
When the world is hurting and bound
To get much worse and unsound
Before it mends
How can I not wonder then at
[Chorus]
How came beauty against this blackness
How came you against this sore?
Brothers afar, hear our call!
Europe is mother to us all
Oh, how came beauty against this blackness
How came you against this sore?
Brothers afar, hear our call!
Europe is mother to us all
[Verse 2]
And now that you're gone, and I know I must endure
Me who did not long to ever love too long
To ever love for sure
And still the thoughts of Europe brood
Upon her holy quietude
Will I ever write out true
The lovers lost to the dream she knew?
„Meine Kameraden
Wir wussten, dass die Welt nicht vollkommen ist und dass es Menschen braucht, die sagen: „Ich dien’!“
Uns verbindet das schwere Wissen, dass die Menschheit und die Menschlichkeit geschändet werden können und dass Geschehen oder Nichtgeschehen dieser Schändung von der Gewalt abhängen kann. Von dеr Gewalt des Guten zwar, abеr doch von der Gewalt, mit der es verhindert werden kann.“
[Verse 1]
As I've seen the bitter end of better men
As I hear the little men bicker and wonder why
Should they weep for them
When the world is hurting and bound
To get much worse and unsound
Before it mends
How can I not wonder then at
[Chorus]
How came beauty against this blackness
How came you against this sore?
Brothers afar, hear our call!
Europe is mother to us all
Oh, how came beauty against this blackness
How came you against this sore?
Brothers afar, hear our call!
Europe is mother to us all
[Verse 2]
And now that you're gone, and I know I must endure
Me who did not long to ever love too long
To ever love for sure
And still the thoughts of Europe brood
Upon her holy quietude
Will I ever write out true
The lovers lost to the dream she knew?
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