I am a soldier that stands proud and ready.
I am ready to fight when the lions roars at my door.
I wear my uniform with pride because it's my choice.
Working long hours through the night.
For our freedom I go to fight.
I work all day and work all night,
Little sleep, little time.
My body hurts and my soul aches
For my home is so far away.
I am a soldier who is proud to serve.
Eventhough, the price is so much more.
If I shall fall don't cry and mourn.
I served my country with honor and with pride.
Remember the many that have fallen and welcome
the ones that return.
For we are your sons, daughters, mothers,
fathers, husbands and wifes.
The battle is long and the sacrifice is high.
But we always stand ready, ready to fight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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