When This Lousy War Is Over

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Versione italiana di Gino Negri

WHEN THIS LOUSY WAR IS OVER When this lousy war is over no more soldiering for me, When I get my civvy clothes on, oh how happy I shall be. No more church parades on Sunday, no more begging for a pass. You can tell the sergeant-major to stick his passes up his arse. When this lousy war is over no more soldiering for me, When I get my civvy clothes on, oh how happy I shall be. No more NCOs to curse me, no more rotten army stew. You can tell the old cook-sergeant, to stick his stew right up his flue. When this lousy war is over no more soldiering for me, When I get my civvy clothes on, oh how happy I shall be. No more sergeants bawling, 'Pick it up' and 'Put it down' If I meet the ugly bastard I'll kick his arse all over town.

FINIRÀ ’STA SPORCA GUERRA Finirà ’sta sporca guerra, la divisa spoglierò, e vestito da borghese, oh, felice io sarò! Basta celle di rigore scarpe rotte e devi andar… Il sergente, con amore, io potrò perfin baciar…