They were summoned from the hillside, they were called in from the glen,
And the country found them ready at the stirring call for men.
Let no tears add to their hardships, as the soldiers pass along,
And although your heart is breaking, make it sing this cheery song:
Keep the Home Fires burning,
While your hearts are yearning,
Though your lads are far away they dream of home.
Theres a silver lining, through the dark clouds shining,
Turn the dark cloud inside out, 'till the boys come home.
Overseas there came a pleading,
"Help a nation in distress."
And we gave our glorious laddies, honour bade us do no less,
For no gallant son of freedom to a tyrant's yoke should bend,
And a noble heart must answer to the sacred call of "Friend".
Keep the Home Fires Burning,
While your hearts are yearning,
Though your lads are far away they dream of home.
Theres a silver lining, through the dark clouds shining,
Turn the dark cloud inside out 'till the boys come home.
По длинам и по взгорьям
Был слышен клич
И в ответ страна увидела их готовыми.
Не плачь, солдатам и так нелегко,
И даже когда седце разрывается,
Пой эту бодрую песню
Пусть горит огонь в домашнем очаге
Пока на сердце грусть.
Наши парни далеко, но они думают о доме.
Сквозь темные тучи светит серебрянный луч
Держи тучи прочь, пока парни не вернутся домой.
