Not a dead end. The enemy still mighty.
We are in forest, and we are still fighting.
All hope is for your Browning 1919.
All hope is for your Browning 1919.
Under that rain, the enemy is frightening.
Behind those trees, some Nazis are still hunting.
All hope is for your Browning 1919.
All hope is for your Browning 1919.
The sky is cold, and raindrops are still bighting.
However, I can hear allies riding.
We still hope for your Browning 1919.
All hope is for your Browning 1919.
The bloody war and I remember something.
Our hope, your shout, and Browning 1919.