I'm a bit afraid to click that link.
It seems Walter can be a bit of a lad and this might be one of those moments.
Cute?
Is Walter on vacation?
Is someone else using his computer?
it's the way sailors are ... walter is no doubt thinking of the days when the girls would sing "unter der roten laterne von st. pauli" (also known as "lilli marleen") to him.
oh, a sailor's uniform ... hbg
No, no hamburger, the song was a bit different
Vor der Kaserne, vor dem großen Tor,
Stand eine Laterne und steht sie noch davor.
So wollen wir uns wiedersehn,
Bei der Laterne wolln wir stehn,
Wie einst Lilli Marlen,
wie einst Lilli Marlen.
or in english
Underneath the lantern by the barrack gate,
Darling I remember the way you used to wait,
Twas there that you whispered tenderly,
That you loved me, You'd always be,
My Lili of the lamplight,
My own Lili Marlene.
cicerone, have you hired that trio for your last party?
The same, in French:
Devant la caserne
Quand le jour s'enfuit,
La vieille lanterne
Soudain s'allume et luit.
C'est dans ce coin là que le soir
On s'attendait remplis d'espoir
Tous deux, Lily Marlène.
Tous deux, Lily Marlène.
Et dans la nuit sombre
Nos corps enlacés
Ne faisaient qu'une ombre
Lorsque je t'embrassais.
Nous échangions ingénument
Joue contre joue bien des serments
Tous deux, Lily Marlène.
Tous deux, Lily Marlène.
Le temps passe vite
Lorsque l'on est deux!
Hélas on se quitte
Voici le couvre-feu...
Te souviens-tu de nos regrets
Lorsqu'il fallait nous séparer?
Dis-moi, Lily Marlène?
Dis-moi, Lily Marlène?
La vieille lanterne
S'allume toujours
Devant la caserne
Lorsque finit le jour
Mais tout me paraît étrange
Aurais-je donc beaucoup changé?
Dis-moi, Lily Marlène.
Dis-moi, Lily Marlène.
Cette tendre histoire
De nos chers vingt ans
Chante en ma mémoire
Malgré les jours, les ans.
Il me semble entendre ton pas
Et je te serre entre mes bras
Lily...Lily Marlène
Lily...Lily Marlène
I'm reserved and quiet, sitting on the backseat, as usually, and neither cute nor on holiday and although our godchildren were using my computer, they didn't go on the internet but I used Mrs. Walter's computer. :wink:
Walter Hinteler wrote:I'm reserved and quiet, sitting on the backseat, as usually, and neither cute
you do know what happens to people who lie, don't you, Walter?
They act in an Italian fairy tale.
They act in an Italian fairy tale.
Nothing for me, innocent as I am.
Noone going to get spanked, then?
Nah not right now I'm at work. But I'd come take a peek ... its Walter who done wrong, right?
But you told, Nimh, that Dutch people are masochists, so...
