Oh Soldier Oh Soldier.You Bleed in a foreign land. Oh Soldier Oh Soldier may I lend you a helping hand. Dreams of loved ones seem so far way. For they no not this is your dying Day. Wounded and bleeding you still take aim. Oh Soldier Oh Soldier, May I honor your name.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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