This was originally written in German and was loved by the German and the Allied soldiers alike as Lilly to most was a street walker but she was the soldier's one true love <br /> <br />Underneath the lantern, by the barrack gate <br />Darling I remember, The way you used to wait <br />T'was there that you whispered tenderly - that you loved me <br />You'd always be, My Lilly of the Lamplight, My Own Lilly Marlene. <br /> <br />Time would come for roll call, Time for us to part <br />Darling I'd caress you, and press you to my heart <br />And there beneath that far-off lantern <br />I'd hold you tight, We'd kiss good night <br />My Lilly of the Lamplight, My own Lily Marlene. <br /> <br />Orders came for sailing, Somewhere over there <br />All confined to the barracks was more than I could bear <br />I knew you were waiting in the street, as I could hear your feet <br />But could not meet, My lilly of the Lamplight, my own Lily Marlene. <br /> <br />Resting in our billets, just behind the lines <br />Even though we're parted, your lips are close to mine <br />You wait where the lantern softly gleams, your sweet face seems <br />To haunt my dreams <br />My Lilly of the lamplight, My own Lily Marlene <br /> <br />Only the translation is mine<br /><br />satbir bakshi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lilly-marlene/
