The strange young man who comes to me A soldier on a three day spree He needs one nights cheap ecstasy And a womans arms to hide him He greets me with a courtly bow And hides his pain by acting proud He drinks too much and he laughs too loud How can I deny him Let us dance beneath the moon Ill sing to you Claire de Lune The morning always comes too soon But tonight the war is over He speaks to me in schoolboy French Of a soldiers life inside a trench Of the look of death and the ghastly stench I do my best to please him He puts two roses in a vase Two roses sadly out of place Like the gallant smile on his haggard face Playfully I tease him Hold me neath the Paris skies Lets not talk of how or why Tomorrows soon enough to die But tonight the war is over We make love too hard too fast He falls asleep his face a mask He wakes with the shakes and he drinks from his flask I put my arms around him They die in the trenches and they die in the air In Belguim and France the dead are everywhere They die so so fast theres no time to prepare A decent grave to surround them Old world glory old world fame The old worlds gone gone up in flames Nothing will ever be the same And nothing lasts forever Oh Id pray for him but Ive forgotten how And theres nothing nothing that can save him now Theres always another with the same funny bow And who am I to deny them Lux aeterna Luceat eis Domine cum sanctic tuis in aeternum Quia pius es Requiem aeternaum dona eis Domine Quia pius es Requiem aeternaum dona eis Domine Quia pius es Et lux perpetua luceat eis Cum sancris tuis inacap
eis, pius, quia, domine, aeternaum