SOLDIER’S SONG ๐ŸŽ  AUTHOR TITO๐Ÿ—ฝ

 








War isn't our cup of tea

We don't like to fight

We hate to kill each other

Well! Tell you, it's no pleasure

But, when the old country

Needs its boys

We rise like one

And say, ‘Aye, aye’

Then off we march

 Hand in hand

Singing soldier's song

To defend the old motherland


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THE DESOLATE STRETCHES OF THE MIND


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