Carentan O Carentan

Trees in the old days used to stand

And shape a shady lane

Where lovers wandered hand in hand

Who came from Carentan.

 

This was the shining green canal

Where we came two by two

Walking at combat-interval.

Such trees we never knew.

 

The day was early June, the ground

Was soft and bright with dew.

Far away the guns did sound,

But here the sky was blue.

 

The sky was blue, but there a smoke

Hung still above the sea

Where the ships together spoke

To towns we could not see.

 

Could you have seen us through a glass

You would have said a walk

Of farmers out to turn the grass,

Each with his own hay-fork.

 

The watchers in their leopard suits

Waited till it was time,

And aimed between the belt and boot

And let the barrel climb.

 

I must lie down at once, there is

A hammer at my knee.

And call it death or cowardice,

Don’t count again on me.

 

Everything’s all right, Mother,

Everyone gets the same

At one time or another.

It’s all in the game.

 

I never strolled, nor ever shall,

Down such a leafy lane.

I never drank in a canal,

Nor ever shall again.

 

There is a whistling in the leaves

And it is not the wind,

The twigs are falling from the knives

That cut men to the ground.

 

Tell me, Master-Sergeant,

The way to turn and shoot.

But the Sergeant’s silent

That taught me how to do it.

 

O Captain, show us quickly

Our place upon the map.

But the Captain’s sickly

And taking a long nap.

 

Lieutenant, what’s my duty,

My place in the platoon?

He too’s a sleeping beauty,

Charmed by that strange tune.

 

Carentan O Carentan

Before we met with you

We never yet had lost a man

Or known what death could do.