SOLDIERS' SONG

 

Hush- let them sleep.
Let men dream they
only use their body
for horseplay and desire.
Let them free their bodies
from uniforms, let them do
what's strange in anger. Bring
them helmets laden with violets
to bear to soldiers' graves. Let
them wander freed from arms,
till no battle may be found.
Please, let them sleep,
until desperately full of love
they return home.

 

Translation: Willem Groenewegen

Henk van Zuiden