The Poppy Field
for all the weary soldier who longing for home,
lying gently and silently in the red field of poppies,
between the trenches,
under the mud,
obeying order of the sound of firing canon,
dare enough to hope and to pray,
home is where they are belong,
for their heart truly longing for home.
Mark the 100 years end of 'The Great War'
lying gently and silently in the red field of poppies,
between the trenches,
under the mud,
obeying order of the sound of firing canon,
dare enough to hope and to pray,
home is where they are belong,
for their heart truly longing for home.
Mark the 100 years end of 'The Great War'
and here is with the slightly different color
