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Last Panther
Last stanza of the Panzerlied.
Directly translated English (source: Wikipedia):
And abandoned
once by treacherous luck,
And to return we will no more,
Back to home,
Meeting us, the deathly bullet,
Calling our fate away,
Yes, fate away.
Then become the tank for us,
an iron grave.
Singable English (source: Wikipedia):
And should at long last,
Our cruel Lady Luck leave,
Then we'll remain here,
Leaving family to grieve,
A bullet with our names on it,
Shall find us and seal our fate,
Yes, our fate,
Our tank, our grave
will be on that final date.