Bring one back alive again
we will party and refrain
dish up all the memories
drink the cups of olden
grab the wounded
save their skin
bury kin
dig a hole to say goodbye
dignity without her shy
never ending melody
patriots whose songs reprise
barricades for love and lies
comrades never let you down
friends can be your enemy
or foes when down can help you up. M
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem