All quiet on the Western Front, no- body saw
A youth asleep in the foreign soil, plan-ted by the war
Feel the pulse of human blood pouring forth
See the stems of Europe bend under force
All quiet
All quiet
All quiet on the Western Front
So tired of this garden's grief, no- body cares
Old kin kiss the small white cross, their only souvenir
See the Prussian offense fly, weren't we grand
To place the feel of cold sharp steel in their hands
(Chorus)
It's gone all quiet on the Western Front, male angels sigh
Ghosts float in a flooded trench as Germany dies
Fever reaps the flowers of France, fair-haired boys
String the harps to Victory's voice, joyous noise
(Chorus 2x)
(REPEAT ABOUT 8x)
