| Posted on May 25, 2015 at 6:25 PM |
On the vast and green fields
There are white crosses alive
That guard young boys,
The brave victims of the wars.
We now shed tears
In the planet of the dead.
We cherish now and salute
The memory of them all.
Deep in the grave of the lost
Sleep hundred million dreams,
Million lovers and loved ones,
Are gone and left for us all
A green vast field,
With a silence and a breeze
And the music yet not born.
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