Lyrics Sentimental March - Daniel Kahn, Vanya Zhuk

Sentimental March

I will return
Return to you
My hope and shelter everlasting
The day the bugle will be blasting
For all the soldiers to retreat
I will return
To you unharmed
Into the ground I will not hurry
For I prefer your tender worry
Your tender world of cares so sweet
But if an age
Should pass us by
And all your hopes should flag and falter
And if the sacrificial altar
Should cast its shadow over me
Give your command
The broken bugle
Should sound the call to rise and rally
That in the final fatal tally
My bloodied number shall not be
But if I fail
But if I fall
No matter where or when the battle
Whatever war the world should rattle
There will be nothing left to save
For I shall fall
Forevermore
In that old war of intervention
And dusty commissar conventions
Will kneel and bow upon my grave
Yes, I will fall
Forevermore
In that old war of intervention
And dusty commissar conventions
Will kneel and bow upon my grave