The German people love to sing, no matter what the situation.
I’ve noticed that.
Do American people sing in bars, too?
I have forgotten.
No. We’re apt to be pretty sullen in bars.
Mrs Bertholt (softly sings):
Und alle Leute soll’n es seh’n…
I wish you understood German.
The words are very beautiful. Very sad.
Much sadder than the English words.
The German soldier knows he’s going to lose his girl… and his life.
The lantern burns every night.
It knows the steps… and the way you walk.
It burns every night, but I’ve been long forgotten.
Should harm come to me…
who will stand with you…
under the lantern?
With you, Lili Marleen.