作曲 : Traditional Thirty years ago, this next song was smuggled out of Germany. It’s supposed to be made up in a concentration camp called Börgermoor. And at first the men were allowed to sing it, till the guards realized what they were sing about. Wir sind die Moorsoldaten Ziehen mit dem Spaten Ins Moor Wir sind die Moorsoldaten Ziehen mit dem Spaten Ins Moor We are the peat bog solders Marching with our spades to the bog Far and wide as the eye can wander Heath and bog are everywhere Not a bird sing songs to cheer us Oaks are standing gaunt and bear We are the peat bog solders Marching with our spades to the bog We are the peat bog solders Marching with our spades to the bog Up and down the guards are pacing No one, no one can get through Fled would mean our sure defacing Guns and barbwire greet our view We are the peat bog solders Marching with our spades to the bog We are the peat bog solders Marching with our spades to the bog But for us there’s no complaining Winter will in time be passed Someday we shall cry rejoicing Homeland dear you are mine at last Then will the peat bog soldiers March no more with their spades to the bog Then will the peat bog soldiers March no more with their spades to the bog Dann zieh'n die Moorsoldaten Nicht mehr mit dem Spaten Ins Moor
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Traditional [00:00.000]Thirty years ago, this next song was smuggled out of Germany. It’s supposed to be made up in a concentration camp called Börgermoor. And at first the men were allowed to sing it, till the guards realized what they were sing about. [00:37.000]Wir sind die Moorsoldaten [00:42.000]Ziehen mit dem Spaten [00:46.000]Ins Moor [00:48.000]Wir sind die Moorsoldaten [00:53.000]Ziehen mit dem Spaten [00:57.000]Ins Moor [01:04.000]We are the peat bog solders [01:09.000]Marching with our spades to the bog [01:19.000]Far and wide as the eye can wander [01:23.000]Heath and bog are everywhere [01:28.000]Not a bird sing songs to cheer us [01:33.000]Oaks are standing gaunt and bear [01:38.000]We are the peat bog solders [01:43.000]Marching with our spades to the bog [01:49.000]We are the peat bog solders [01:55.000]Marching with our spades to the bog [02:04.000]Up and down the guards are pacing [02:08.000]No one, no one can get through [02:12.000]Fled would mean our sure defacing [02:17.000]Guns and barbwire greet our view [02:23.000]We are the peat bog solders [02:28.000]Marching with our spades to the bog [02:34.000]We are the peat bog solders [02:40.000]Marching with our spades to the bog [02:50.000]But for us there’s no complaining [02:54.000]Winter will in time be passed [02:59.000]Someday we shall cry rejoicing [03:04.000]Homeland dear you are mine at last [03:09.000]Then will the peat bog soldiers [03:15.000]March no more with their spades to the bog [03:22.000]Then will the peat bog soldiers [03:28.000]March no more with their spades to the bog [03:34.000]Dann zieh'n die Moorsoldaten [03:39.000]Nicht mehr mit dem Spaten [03:44.000]Ins Moor
