The Flag
The Flag flies high on the masthead,
We'll drink to the glory of the Reich.
No longer will we tremble,
At England's military might.
Chorus:
So give to me your hand, Fraulein.
Your lily-white hand, Fraulein
For tonight we march against England,
England's island shores, island shores, island shores,
Sieg Heil!
And if I fall in battle
And sink to the bottom of the sea (Big splash!)
Remember this, my Fraulein,
My blood was spilt for thee!
So give to me, your hand, Fraulein
etc etc