There is no greater crime
than leaving.
In friends, what do you count
on? Not on what they do.
You never can tell what they
will do. Not on what they are. That
May change. Only on this:
their not leaving.
He who cannot leave cannot
stay. He who has a pass
In his pocket – will he stay
when the attack begins? Perhaps
He will not stay.
If it goes badly with me,
perhaps he will stay. But if it goes
Badly with him, perhaps he
will leave.
Fighters are poor people.
They cannot leave. When the attack
Begins they cannot leave.
He who stays is known. He who
has left was not known. What left
Is different from what was
here.
Before we go into battle I
must know: have you a pass
In your coat pocket? Is a
plane waiting for you behind the battlefield?
How many defeats do you want
to survive? Can I send you away?
Well, then, let’s not go into
battle.