A sense of defeat
has shackled my feet
I remember he told us do anything
to everything but retreat.
I am fighting in waters at the beaches of Normandy
with the holster full of grenades
and a rifle as my arm candy
I am in hell….
can’t even enjoy my brandy
I am stuck..War is like mire
in which irrespective of your desire
You need to put on this awful attire (of Courage)
And smile even when you stand in the line of fire.
I remember my days in Berlin
She used to smile ..when I played Beethoven on my violin
Danced in the evening and spent that night at the Berg’s inn
There is no point recalling..i buried all her memories deep in my heart’s coffin.
Gone are those days
When every day’s dust used to look like golden haze
Life was simple unlike today’s maze
I was full of zest but now dead is my craze.
A swastika printed cloth is my hind arm band
reminds me I am fighting for the Fatherland
thought we had destiny under our command
Victory is slipping away from my hand
defeat is something we cannot stand
Millions followed him…me too…was part of the band.
He…..our leader..our saviour
His influence was not only in Germany …but far beyond..much greater
We can’t leave you….guide us..make us victor
but now we are retreating…my mind is in ambiguity
How long it would last….will it ever end?
I’ve lost my family, lost my friends..
My mind is in ambiguity..will I ever get to see her?
It gets convinced..when I say..its not for me, not for the Fatherland,its not even for her
Its for him….he is the bearer
It’s the game he started to hear his people chanting….
Heil my Führer.. Heil my Führer!!
Is there any future?...please tell me..please
Please tell him there is no future
I wish I could get executed but
We've only seen a decade of reign...
1000 years looks a big joke My Führer!!