A Song For The Soldiers
As the fever will burn the malady As the frost will scar the flower of summer As the key will be cut to fit the old door As the string will fly within the wind And our mother's will sing at our deaths And our father's will weep at the tales Friends we are now eternal, friends I can hear your songs Every one of your foot prints will stay in this sand forever Everyone of your kisses will stay fresh on my cheek And your reflections will stay upon the waves Never torn, never frayed, never faded Sing my name to the sky And sing of this day to the earth Do not forget the love that did not rescue us Do not forsake the memory of the past Every one of you will live on in the orchards As we eat the fruits and bury the seeds I can hear you weep, I can hear your sobs I can your prayers in all the different languages My friend your embrace is my daylight My friend your kiss is my medal of honour Today our names are written in lists Rolled off tongues in prayers to t...