First published at 02:09 UTC on April 3rd, 2020.
14SOUNDTRACK FOR THE REVOLUTION88
25 April, at dawn, Europe's last breath began
A thousand young people around a bunker from all over Europe came to die with you
With you, Jean, who came from France with your twenties and hope
To be able to forge…
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14SOUNDTRACK FOR THE REVOLUTION88
25 April, at dawn, Europe's last breath began
A thousand young people around a bunker from all over Europe came to die with you
With you, Jean, who came from France with your twenties and hope
To be able to forge the Europe of freedom with the certainty of dying for civilization!
A ring of fire gripped you by siege, a gold ring clutched to your finger
Pledge of a love that you already know; love, love that you will never see again
An iron cross on his chest, the machine gun narrow, two silver runes over his helmet,
But it was Europe that died with you!
And while alone, amid the smell of blood, you looked red in death's face
Your quiet voice spoke like this: "Camerata, you don't know how beautiful summer is there in France,
As the Seine glides slowly, stroll along the Champs-Elysées amidst the colours and scent of flowers
Her smile accompanies you, framed between those orange-painted lips
Camerata, you don't know how beautiful the summer is there in France!"
An iron cross on his chest, the machine gun narrow, two silver runes over his helmet,
But it was Europe that died with you
You died at the age of twenty, Jean, on the night of the thirtyth of April in Berlin
With the eagle and the lilies of the Charlemagne, but it was Europe that died with you!
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