Der gute Kamerad

Ich hatt 'einen Kameraden,
Einen bessern findst du nit.
Die Trommel schlug zum Streite,
Er ging an meiner seat
|: In gleichem Schritt und Tritt. : |

Eine Kugel kam geflogen:
Gilt's mir oder gilt sie dir?
Sie hat ihn weggerissen,
Er liegt zu meinen Füßen
|: Als wär's ein Stück von mir: |

Will mir die Hand noch reichen,
Derweil ich eben lad '.
"Kann dir die Hand nicht geben,
Bleib du im ew'gen Leben
|: Mein guter Kamerad! ": |

I had one friend
Better than that you will not find.
Drums pounded, calling for battle,
He marched next to me
|: At the same pace, foot to foot. : |

A bullet flew towards us
Is he or me?
She hit him
He lies under my feet
|: As if it were a part of me. : |

He wants to reach me with his hand
While I reload the gun.
"I can’t shake your hand now,
You have departed to Eternal Life,
|: My glorious comrade! ": |

I had a friend
It was better not him.
He was the first in the battle of each
He defended us courageously
|: Every step and every moment. : |

A bullet hit him
Why not in me?
His path suddenly ended
I still have a way
|: And now he's part of me. : |

He holds my hand
When I hold a gun.
And when I am gone
Our meeting will come there,
|: My dear friend! ": |

I had a friend
Oh right brother dear.
Sounded the alarm
With a friendly step, keeping up
We went into a hot fight.

Suddenly a buckshot whistled ...
Which of the two of us?
I rushed past;
And he ... lies, dear,
In the blood at my feet.

She wants to shake my hand ...
I can’t put the charge.
In that life, friend, we will be numbered;
And there when we get together
You be my faithful brother.