Wait! We have food for you
Bread, sugar
And wine!
What are you doing here?
When the retreat started, Panzers attacked,
and I was separated from my unit
So it's true, the English are retreating
We'll be gone at first light
We fought all those years, lost all those dead,
now the Germans are in France again
We will come back
we will throw them out
I promise you
Good luck