scarce seventeen was i
the foe came to our land
and laid aside his sabre
took me by the hand
we performed by day
the sacred rite of may
we performed by night
another sacred rite
the regiment, well excercised
presented arms, then stood at ease
then took us off behind the trees
where we fraternized
each of us had her foe
a cook fell to my lot
i hated him by daylight
but in the dark did not
so we perform by day
the sacred rite of may
and we performed by night
that other sacred rite
the regiment, well excercised
presents its arms, then stands at ease
then takes us off behind the trees
where we fraternize
ecstacy filled my heart, O
my love seemd heaven-born!
but why were people saying
it was not love but scorn?
the springtime's soft amour
through summer may endure
but swiftly comes the fall
and winter ends it all
december came. all of the men
filed paast the trees where once we hid
then quickly marched away and did
not come back again.
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