Marlene Dietrich Sag Mir, Wo Die Blumen Sind
Where have all the flowers gone,
where are they now?
Where have all the flowers gone,
what's befallen them?
Where have all the flowers gone?
Young girls picked them all too soon.
When will we ever learn,
When will we ever learn?
Tell me where the young girls are ...
They've taken husbands all too soon.
Tell me where the young men are ...
Gone away, war's broken out.
Tell me where the soldiers are ...
Around their graves the cold wind blows.
Tell me where the graves are ...
Flowers waft in summer breeze.
Where have all the flowers gone ...
Young girls picked them all too soon.
