Beneath the palm trees, panzers by our side,
We kept believing, conquer scale: world-wide
New offensive in the Western Desert,
We hardly slept
Back home, a RAF raid on Lubeck
And murder by Czechs (Heydrich)
(Reprisal massacre Lidice payback)

Beneath the palm trees, feared 88s pride,
We kept believing: cast Tobruk aside,
Rommel pushed forward against Britain‘s men,
To Egypt’s end
Beneath the palm trees, slowed to an end…

Not over yet, in Russia was a goal
Noise of cannons, the fall of Sevastopol!
At last, our strength renewed, and we moved on
We took Rostov-on-Don!
Thus the earth did shake, we moved further still
We were winning and it made us all glad
Next up was Stalingrad!
Like a fast-moving firestorm, down we came,
Drunk with victory, Russia burns in flames;
All madly fighting through the ravaged city,
So intensely, without pity!
Oh then, Oh then, no longer a mere game!
We were all freezing, no longer jolly
Our purpose was forgotten, when, in June,
Barbarossa provoked second front gloom
Mad rush to Hitler’s folly!

Within his car, upright, great Rommel stood,
DAK in retreat, he was in a black mood,
Allies were landing;
Pushed back from El Alemein came too soon
Brits and Yanks put up a very good fight
Supply delayed had cost us might;
In Berlin, Goering sat on his fat ass,
No supplies and no defensive aircraft
It had proved costly