|
jasim -> das Panzerlied (2/6/2003 9:09:22 AM)
|
[QUOTE]Originally posted by Maliki
[B]Stars and Stripes forever by Sousa.
Theres a panzer march in East Front II that i have no idea what it is.It starts out with some guy in an almost high-pitched voice,then it goes to a chorus and the sound of marching feet.Everytime i hear that it makes me want to crush those communist dogs,even more:D [/B][/QUOTE]
The song from EFII is das Panzerlied. The version in the game is lifted straight from the film "The Battle of the Bulge", complete with the explosions from the soundtrack. You can almost see Robert Shaw staring horrified as the fuel drum rolls down the hill into his Pershing, uh Tiger tank. They only sing the first verse and then repeat it, but there are 5 verses. It actually is, as you say, quite a stirring song:
Das Panzerlied
Ob's stürmt oder schneit,
Ob die Sonne uns lacht,
Der Tag glühend heiß
Oder finster die Nacht.
Bestaubt sind die Gesichter,
Doch froh ist unser Sinn,
Ja unser Sinn;
Es braust unser Panzer
Im Sturmwind dahin.
2.Mit donnernden Motoren,
So schnell wie der Blitz,
Dem Feinde entgegen,
Im Panzer geschützt.
Voraus den Kameraden
Im Kampfe ganz allein,
Steh'n wir allein.
So stoßen wir tief
In die feindlichen Reihn
3.Wenn vor uns ein feindlicher
Panzer erscheint,
Dann Vollgas gegeben
Und ran an den Feind!
Was gilt denn unser Leben
Für unsers Reiches Heer,
Ja Reiches Heer?
Für Deutschland zu sterben
Ist uns höchste Ehr.
4. Mit Sperren und Tanks
Hält der Gegner uns auf,
Wir lachen darüber
Und fahren nicht drauf.
Und droh'n vor uns Geschütze,
Versteckt im gelben Sand,
Im gelben Sand,
Wir suchen uns Wege,
Die keiner sonst fand.
5.Und läßt uns im Stich
Einst das treulose Glück,
Und kehren wir nicht mehr
Zur Heimat zurück,
Trifft uns die Todeskugel,
Ruft uns das Schicksal ab,
Ja Schicksal ab,
Dann ist unser Panzer
Ein ehernes Grab.
The Panzer Song
roughly translated:
no matter whether it is stormy or snowing
or the sun is smiling on us,
whether it is brilliant day
or gloomy night,
our faces may be covered with dust
nevertheless our spirits are high [morale 8 or so],
you bet they are;
our armor roars
in the midst of the storm.
With thundering motors,
as quick as lightning
against the enemy
protected by armor.
Ahead of our comrades
all alone in the struggle
We stand alone.
In this way we strike deep
Into the enemy ranks.
when before us appears
an enemy tank,
then we step on the gas
and ram the bastard.
What really is the value of our life
for our empire’s army?
To die for Germany
Is for us the highest honor.
When the enemy tries to stop us
with IPs and with tanks,
We just smile
And go around them.
And when he threatens us with AT guns
Hidden in the yellow sand,
we look for ways and means
That no one has ever used before.
And should treacherous luck
finally leave us in the lurch,
And should we no longer
Return to our hometowns,
If the fatal bullet finds us,
If our fate calls us away,
then our armor will serve as
An honorable grave
|
|
|
|
