who lie in a
cemetery in Denmark.
One, two, three, four
in a beautiful cemetery
at Esbjerg.
I've been there, and I've seen the cemetery,
and I've met
Danes who
lived near where my airplane crashed.
And I've met
I've met a girl who was confirmed
in a dress made out of the silk from the parachute
that I used to survive.
That parachute, I came down in trees,
and the parachute went round the top of this fir tree.
I was suspended that much above the ground,
my feet were just above the ground,
I just had to undo it and just drop that much,
but I had to leave the parachute there.
This was recovered by a Dane
and hidden for the rest of the war.
At the end of the war,
this girl was due to be confirmed,
and she was a friend of the
the forester in charge of this
who knew where the silk had been stashed away.
This was produced and
made the dress for this girl,
and also, a couple shirts for young boys
who were pages at the ceremony.
