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What will with do when the war is over, tender comradeWhen we lay down our weary gunsWhen we return home to our wives and familiesAnd look into the eyes of our sonsWhat will you say of the bond we had, tender comradeWill you say that we were braveAs the shells fell all around usOr that we wept and cried for our mothersAnd cursed our fathersFor forgetting that all men are brothersWill you say that we were heroesOr that the fear of dying among strangersTore our innocence and false shame awayAnd from that moment on deep in my heart I knewThat I would only give my life for loveBrothers in arms in each others armsWas the only time that I was not afraidWhat will with do when the war is over, tender comradeWhen we cast off these khaki clothesAnd go our separate waysWhat will you say of the bond we hadTender comrade From Letras Mania