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[*] posted on 6-8-2014 at 06:53 PM
A. 149. The Faithful Soldier


(From Gure)
Translated by H. Melvin Symmank

Now has come to such a time,
Oh, such a sorrowful time,
One prepares himself for war and struggle.

Gathered is the whole crowd
Each is saddled on his steed
Each is saddled on his steed.

But when I go to war
I must have good lodging
I must have good lodging.

The bed must be well made
That I can sleep the whole night
That I can sleep the whole night.

And pen, ink and paper
All that I must have here.
All that I must have here.

I write a letter, it is not small
To (my) sweetheart, to (my) young maid.
To (my) sweetheart, to (my) young maid.

Of this she holds proper and good,
Thus honor as the wreathe in my hat.
Thus honor as the wreathe in my hat.

But she already knows all this
That I do not write to her first.
That I do not write to her first.

For the trumpet always sounds
When it strikes four in the early morning.
When it strikes four in the early morning.

The trumpet has already been
(I) have truly heard the bright sound.
(I) have truly heard the bright sound.

The trumpet blows for me now
The young maid cries afterwards.
The young maid cries afterwards.

How dumb you truly have been.
You have believed in my sincerity.
You have believed in my sincerity.

I have said to you before
I take you now and always.
I take you now and always.

Now has come another time
The enemy is there, the struggle is done.
The enemy is there, the struggle is done.

And after each other goes the crowd
The steed is saddled no more.
The steed is saddled no more.

For the trumpet always sounds
When it strikes four in the early morning.
When it strikes four in the early morning.

The trumpet has already been
(I) have truly heard the bright sound.
(I) have truly heard the bright sound.

The trumpet blows retreat
The young maid that cries for me here.
The young maid that cries for me here.

How dumb you truly have been.
You have believed in my sincerity.
You have believed in my sincerity.

I have said it to you before,
That I come to you again here,
And we (will) part us nevermore.

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