The war came
Our swords drawn in bravery
Our bodies turned lame
And our hands bound in slavery
We had hoped to save our people
We had hoped to be freed
We had longed to rescue the feeble
Victory was all we had believed
We had prepared our minds for a song
For in our ways we did no wrong
Our fallen heroes dead
No joy no peace no bed
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I would like to translate this poem
Fallen heroes! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
For fallen heroes all over the world and the positive thoughts and songs of victory that they chanted as they marched to their death. Thanks for your comment. thanks for your comment