| Hear them whisper
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| Voices from the other side
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| Hear them calling
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| From friends and foes resting side by side
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| They will never
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| Leave our hearts or fade away
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| Live forever
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| They were far too young to die
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| Such a waste
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| How many wasted lives
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| How many dreams did fade away
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| Broken promises
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| They won’t be coming home
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| Oh mothers wipe your tears
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| Your sons will rest a million years
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| Found their peace at last
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| As foe turned to friend
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| And forgive
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| And they knew they’d die
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| Gallipoli
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| Left the letters in the sand
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| Such waste of life
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| Gallipoli
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| Dreams of freedom turned to dust
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| Hell is waiting where the ocean meets the sand
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| Cliffs of burden
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| Where the soldiers crushed into a certain death
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| At the shoreline
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| Blood of heroes stains the land
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| Light a candle
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| For each of them who fought and died in vain
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| There is no enemy
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| There is no victory
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| Only boys who lost their lives in the sand
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| Young men were sacrificed
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| Their names are carved in stone in candle light
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| And forever we will honour the memory of then
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| And they knew they’d die
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| Gallipoli
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| Left the letters in the sand
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| Such waste of life
|
| Gallipoli
|
| Dreams of freedom turned to dust
|
| Oh mothers wipe your tears
|
| Your sons will rest a million years
|
| Found their peace at last
|
| As foe turned to friend
|
| And forgive
|
| And they knew they would die
|
| Gallipoli
|
| Left the letters in the sand
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| Such waste of life
|
| Gallipoli
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| Dreams of freedom turned to dust |