IN THE GREAT WAR
Argonne Forest at Midnight an excerpt
A German Sapper's Song from the World War 1
Should the enemy threaten us even more,
We Germans fear him no more.
And should he be so strong,
He will not take our position.
The storm breaks! The mortar crashes!
The sapper begins his advance.
Forward to the enemy trenches,
There he pulls the pin on a grenade.
The infantry stand in wait,
Until the hand grenade explodes.
Then forward with the assault against the enemy,
And with a shout, break into their position.
Argonne Forest, Argonne Forest,
Soon thou wilt be a quiet cemetery.
In thy cool earth rests
much gallant soldiers' blood.