Lili Marlene |
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on Quaver and |
| Underneath the lantern by the barrack gate Darling I remember the way you used to wait 'Twas there that you whispered tenderly That you loved me You'd always be My Lili of the lamplight My own Lili Marlene Time would come for roll-call, time for us to part |
Orders came for sailing,
Somewhere over there All confined to barracks, was more than I could bear I knew you were waiting in the street I heard your feet But could not meet, My Lili of the lamplight My own Lili Marlene Resting in a billet, just behind the line Even tho' we're parted, Your lips are close to mine You wait where that lantern softly gleams Your sweet face seems To haunt my dreams My Lili of the lamplight My own Lili Marlene |