As You Die There in Agony, Brother
Ion Degen
1944
As you die there in agony, brother,
Don’t be calling your comrades in vain.
Let me warm my hands on your body,
Make good use of the blood from your veins.
Stop crying, stop groaning, don’t be a baby.
You’re not wounded. You’re simply dead.
For keepsake, let me take off your felt boots
We still got to attack up ahead.
Translated by
Alexandra
Hof…
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