A bugle call -- one moments [sic] bliss
For them it's "Just a little love a little kiss"
He says, "Be true, sweet eyes of blue"
She sighs, "For you, I'll promise this:"
The leaf will fall from the tree and blow away
The night will bring o'er the sea another day,
The light that shine [sic] on the shore will shine no more
The stars may fade from the sky
The roses wither and die
The hope that burns in each heart from year to year
May on the morrow depart and disappear
The light may fade from the view
The night may fall from the blue
But I'll be waiting for you
On the Road to Calais.
The bugles calls for him no more
And then it's Just a little kiss and all is o'er
She droops her eye, he says, "Don't cry,
'Tis not Good-bye, Just Au revoir"