Dicke Bertha
Kanonenfieber
Big Bertha
Setting up the bedding
Raising the gun
Setting the brake wheel
Pushing into position
Setting the aiming circle
Precisely measuring
Establishing the perimeter
Enclosing the gun
One man at the helm
One man at the sight
One man aligning
And an officer
Shell after shell
800 kilograms
Loaded from the wagon
Brought to the gun
The flare ball flies
Estimating on the map
Adjusting the position
Inserting the shell
Firing a test shot
The command is given
Pulling the ripcord
Igniting the propellant
A deep hum
A sharp whistle
High fountains
Ripping up the earth
Well set up
On the enemy trench
More firepower
Loading again
Getting another shell
Inserting into the barrel
Big Bertha
Will level the world
A hellish fire
That no one survives
Do you hear the impact
It's already too late
A wall of flames
That sweeps across the battlefield
A bright light
The last thing you see
Shot, flash, bang
A hellish fire
That no one survives
Do you hear the impact
It's already too late
A wall of flames
That sweeps across the battlefield
A bright light
The last thing you see
