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Erinnert Euch An Flandern “Remember Flanders” Is a soldier’s confession from the trenches of World War I — a story of broken promises, lost innocence, and faith tested in the mud. What begins with parades, flowers, and speeches about glory slowly collapses into gas-filled skies, endless rain, and the suffocating trenches of Flanders. The young men who boarded trains believing in honor and quick victory find themselves knee-deep in mud where dreams sink between barbed wire and fallen friends. From the burning fields of Ypres to the nightmare of Passchendaele, this song captures the emotional and spiritual unraveling of a generation. It’s not about strategy or politics — it’s about the boy who kissed his mother goodbye believing he would return unchanged. He doesn’t. He writes letters home filled with lies so she can sleep. He watches strong men fall in poison-green wind. He stops dreaming of medals and starts praying just to survive. At its heart, this song wrestles with: • The lie of “glorious war” • The psychological toll of trench warfare • Survivor’s guilt and shattered innocence • The quiet desperation of letters home • Faith whispered between artillery blasts The repeated cry from the mud of Flanders is simple: This is not the war they promised. By the end, the soldier understands something deeper — war did not make him a hero. It revealed who he truly is. And part of him will never come home. This is not a song of victory. It’s a remembrance. For the boys who became old in a single season. For the faith that died in the trenches. For the mothers who waited. If this story moved you, listen closely — because history is not just dates and maps. It’s voices in the rain that still haven’t stopped speaking. English Lyrics: Verse1 They said there would be marches, songs, and glory A short campaign — we’d soon be home The train was full of laughter, flowers in the light New boots, clean rifles, no fear in sight I kissed my mother, said, “It will all be fine” I didn’t know that war breaks boys Pre-Chorus They said we’d be home by autumn They did not know Flanders Chorus Now knee-deep in the mud of Flanders Where the rain never leaves Dreams sink between barbed wire And friends you no longer see I came for honor, fire, victory Now I pray just to survive This is not the war they promised This is how faith dies, how life dies Verse Ypres burns beneath a poison-green wind Gas creeps quietly, suffocating every child Masks too late, lungs screaming Strong men fall in the poppy fields of time Artillery tears apart every night No star watches over Belgium anymore Pre-Chorus Rats devour time and flesh Shells erase names just the same Chorus Knee-deep in the mud of Flanders Hands cold, the heart so heavy The trenches carve themselves into me There is no hope left here I came believing war makes you strong Now I only count the days This is not the war they promised It never ends, it asks no questions Verse I write to Mother by candlelight Tell her I’m strong, that I’m not alone I don’t say that Müller has no head anymore Or that Franz speaks with the dead at night I write that the bread is warm enough I lie so she can sleep Bridge Jesus, hear me in this dirt Between thunder, blood, and metal If You have carried suffering Then carry it here with me now Keep my hands steady Don’t turn my heart to stone If I cannot return home Do not let me be alone Verse Passchendaele devours flesh and bone Men vanish alone in the mire The order came: “Attack at dawn” Into a fire we do not trust The whistle screams — we climb out And hell answers loudly Chorus Still the mud of Flanders Time stands still here Every meter costs a life No step without pain I no longer dream of medals Not of glory or duty I only dream of Mother’s voice And that the morning light might break me Bridge Jesus, when this war is over If grace still remains Let me see fields again Without wire, without graves and prayers And if I fall here on foreign land Where crosses stand in the earth Tell my mother I thought of her As I prayed and went Outro They called it an adventure A test of pride and courage Now I am older than yesterday And part of me is dead If I ever leave Flanders I will not be the same man The war did not make me a hero It showed me who I am