Three years have I spent
Under the sea
Torpedoing the fleet
Of the enemy
I long for my Fraulein
And the gardens of Berlin [bad word] has told me
We will win

Icebergs and whales
The Atlantic at night
I have seen the ocean
Away from the fight
Twelve ships have I pulled
Down into the deep
Leviathan's hand
Had the widows weep

Our code has been cracked
They know where we are
swarm of Allied mines
To wipe us off radar
We're twenty hungry boys
Set to burn or drown [bad word] has told me
The only way is down
Nineteenfortythree
Fire is my destiny
Nineteenfortyfour
We're under total war
Nineteenfortyfive
Our last day alive