This is two weeks after D-Day

這是自諾曼第登陸的兩週後了

it’s dark, raining, muddy, and I’m stressed

天很黑、下著雨、路上都是泥濘，我很疲憊

so I get my trumpet out and the commander says:

於是我拿出我的小喇叭，而指揮官說：

“Jack don’t play tonight, because there is one sniper left. ”

“Jack今晚不要吹奏了，這裡還藏著一名德國狙擊手”

I thought to myself that

我心想，

German sniper is as scared and lonely as I am.

德國狙擊手應該也和我一樣害怕、一樣寂寞吧

So I thought, I’ll play his love song

所以我想，我可以吹一首他們國家的情歌

The next morning

隔天早上

here came a jeep from up the beach about a mile and a half away

從約一哩半外的海灘來了一部吉普車

and the military police says:

軍警說：

“Hey captain

「嘿！上校

there’s some German prisoners getting ready to go to England

這裡有些德國罪犯正準備送往英國

One of them keeps saying in broken English

其中有一名英文不太流利的罪犯一直問：

"Who played that trumpet last night?”

”昨晚到底是誰在吹小喇叭”」

And he burst into sobs" he said

接著他突然開始啜泣

“When I heard that number that you played

他說

I thought about my fiance in Germany

”當我聽到你吹奏的歌曲時

I thought about my mother and dad, about my brothers and sisters,

我想起了我在德國的未婚妻

and I couldn’t fire.”

我想到我的父母和手足

And he stick out his hand

我就開不了槍了”

and I shook the hand of the enemy

他伸出他的手

He was no enemy; he was scared and lonely like me.

而我握了敵軍的手

The power of music.

他不再是敵人，當時的他和我一樣恐懼、一樣孤單