I am a soldier, but I don't like being one
When I was a soldier, they didn't ask me
They dragged me away, into the barracks
where I was held captive and hunted like an animal
From my home, my friends and sweetheart
I had to wander, and leave my circle of friends
If I but think upon it, I feel the pain of nostalgia
And in my cheast lurks the glow of ire
I am a soldier but only against my will
I don't love the blue royal uniform
I don't love this bloody life in arms
A stick would suffice to defend myself
Oh tell me, what do you need soldiers for?
All peoples only love ease and peace
Cause your brazen despots, harming the people
You even let the golden fields be trampled
I'm a soldier have to march day and night
Instead of working I'm on sentry duty
Instead of being free, I have to salute
And deal with the arrogance of snotty youngsters
And when we go to war, I have to murder brothers
Who have never harmed me in any way
Then as a cripple,I wear decorations and medals
And starving I will exclaim 'I was a soldier'
All ye brothers, whether German or French
Whether Hungarians or Danes or Dutchmen
Whether you wear green, red, blue, white pants
Let's not exchange lead shot, but a brotherly hand
Let's march back to our home countries
And free our nations from the tryants
For only tyrants have to wage wars
A soldier of freedom, I shall gladly be