Air raid alarm
Soft rustling sounds from every door -
Already bathed in sweat from fear,
In dressing-gown, with hair on end,
Scarce one look at the clock we send.
In cellars many lights are lit.
We’re used to forgetting jerseys from our kit,
But a lack of socks or trousers shows
the man whose dream still had him in its throes.
FRA IT
Soft rustling sounds from every door -
Already bathed in sweat from fear,
In dressing-gown, with hair on end,
Scarce one look at the clock we send.
In cellars many lights are lit.
We’re used to forgetting jerseys from our kit,
But a lack of socks or trousers shows
the man whose dream still had him in its throes.
FRA IT