While they were away at war

While they were away at war

We did not dance, we hardly spoke,

We did not sing,

my sisters, there is peace! The war is over,

In the blessed peace,

Run ahead of our dear soldiers.

And joyously, all, in cadence,

We will run to them, dancing the dance

We danced in our own homes.

We shall love them! The war is over.

They shall be loved, in the blessed peace,

As soon as they return.

For having chased the horde

They shall have our hearts -- instead of hate

They shall have love.