“Tired am I, I’m going to rest,

the bombs continue to fall

let the eyes of the anti-aircraft

protect our little town.

 

What the enemy has done to us.

Dear God, just look at it!

Your grace and our courage

will repair all damage.

 

Many that are known to us

had their houses burnt,

and so large and small

have mostly rubble and no home.

 

Let the moon stand in the sky

and reveal the desolate city.

Yes, all this we have only you to thank

our dear little Führer!”

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