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Soldatenlied

Language: German (Deutsch)

Die Trommeln und Pfeifen, 
Die schallen in's Haus,
Sie locken, sie rufen:
Soldaten, heraus!

Ich wollt' und ich schliefe 
In meinem Quartier,
Ich wollt' und mir träumte, 
Mein Schätzel, von dir!

Sonst war ich nicht traurig, 
War lustig wie du;
Heut drückt der Tornister,
Und morgen der [Schuh.

Was]1 hilft denn das Trauern?
Jetzt ist es zu spat,
Jetzt zieh' ich zu [Kriege]2
[Ich]3 bin ein Soldat!


Translation(s): ENG FRE

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1 Strauss: "Schuh,// Doch was"
2 Strauss: "Felde"
3 Strauss: "Und"

Submitted by Alberto Pedrotti

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Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)

Available translations, adaptations, and transliterations (if applicable):

  • ENG English (Joel Ayau) , title 1: "Song of the soldier", copyright © 2008, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , title 1: "Chanson du soldat", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Text added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.

Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:01:34
Line count: 16
Word count: 67

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Chanson du soldat

Language: French (Français) after the German (Deutsch)

Les tambours et les fifres 
résonnent dans la maison
Ils appellent, 
ils font sortir les soldats !

Je voulais rester dormir 
dans mon baraquement
Je voulais rester rêver 
à toi, mon trésor.

D'ailleurs, je n'étais pas triste, 
j'étais gai comme toi ;
Aujourd'hui le sac est lourd, 
demain ce seront les chaussures.

Mais à quoi bon se plaindre 
aujourd'hui, c'est trop tard.
Maintenant je suis en campagne, 
je suis un soldat !


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Text added to the website: 2011-01-31.
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:04:13
Line count: 16
Word count: 72