In the south Atlantic the sea runs red
With the blood of British sons now dead
Never again will they have tears of pain
Now they lay silent in the cold and rain
Homes men left will never be the same
To the Falkland Islands the task force came
To fight for freedom on invaded lands
And break the chains that bind free hands
War injure and kill our friends and kin
When the fighting is over no nation wins
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