I love you and I'm trembling   Said the woman   To her soldier   Who wouldn't be coming back   Her plaintive voice   Was carried by the wind   Across the chilling snow   To where her soldier fought      I'm trembling and I love you   She whispered as she cried   And in the darkness of the room   Somebody laughed   In conquest of the fear   That this love was about to end      But sweet memories can Betray you.   The soldier doesn't feel anything anymore      To late, his enemy strikes   Suddenly   From behind   Who, strangely, was speaking   Of roses, of wine of life's other joys      That were promised him in another life   Oh, how many brides will war take away   From that first night's warm embrace      I'm trembling and I'm cold   Said the soldier   To his enemy, a man, just like himself   His voice hung motionless in the wind   Heard by the silent audience of those that fell before him.