My Henrik has left me to serve as a soldier, so now I walk around and live in solitude. If he saw the new ones coming home to his brother, then it was time to stand up. But if it must go on like this, I say stop, and then I will call the general. Hello, General. Hello, General. I have a son for them. Send my Henrik home. You have, he says, at least a hundred thousand men, but I have only him. Hello, General. Hello, General. I have a son for them. Send my Henrik home. You have, he says, at least a hundred thousand men, but I have only him. I know that as a soldier Henrik is nothing good. Not a great athlete, he is almost a little too round. When Gandhi is marching, he can not go in time, and he always sleeps on his guard. Then they take away his freedom, I think it's a shame. Now I call home and say to him. Hello, General. Hello, General. I have a son for them. Send my Henrik home. You have, he says, at least a hundred thousand men, but I have only him. He is close to everything, and it is minimal, what he can do for them. Send him home. You have, he says, at least a hundred thousand men, but I have only him. Hello, General. Hello, General. I have a son for them. Send my Henrik home. You have, he says, at least a hundred thousand men, but I have only him.