Borderline... the 1127 CC

Standing in the station, I am waiting for a train, to take me to the border, and my loved one far away. I watched a bunch of soldiers heading for their war, I could hardly even bear to see them go.

Rolling through the country side, tears are in my eyes. We're coming to the borderline. But in the early morning rain, I see her there, and I know I'll have to say goodbye again