| What is this place across the field
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| Where poppies stretch and sway
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| In Flanders days of war are gone
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| But memories will remain
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| Comrades of their different codes came to fight and die
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| From all sides they stood and fought and fell beneath the sky
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| Where is this land where I am now
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| A million spirits cry
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| A generation loved and lost
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| Never asking why
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| It didn’t matter you told to the general, it’s how you died
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| But to your families at home you were heroes side by side
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| The unknown soldier never known
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| A cross to mark your grave
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| But we remember what you did
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| In our hearts you will remain
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| Where is this land where I am now
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| A million spirits cry
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| A generation loved and lost
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| Never asking why
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| So wave the flags and say goodbye
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| To a generation lost
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| They are marching out to history
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| To the kingdom
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| The kingdom of the cross
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| A cross the psalm and Flanders lay
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| A generation gone
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| Came to fight the war of the wars
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| The father and the son
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| Marching band cheer of joy
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| Sent you on your way
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| To face the brooding battle fields
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| And lives just thrown away
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| An inch of ground was heavy won and lost
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| Too much a price to pay
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| Young man lost
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| Their future gone
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| That’s all there is to say
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| So save the flags and say goodbye
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| To a generation lost
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| They are marching into history
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| To the kingdom
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| The kingdom of the cross
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| The paper said you’d all be home for Christmas
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| But politicians sang their battle hymn
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| Soon the bones will start the slaughter
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| And end of innocence will begin
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| There is no one left that made it home
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| Their lives will see no more
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| Gone to meet their fallen friends
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| In Flanders fields of war
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| In the kingdom of the cross
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| Another generation gone
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| Remember they were men like us
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| Remember everyone
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| So wave your flags and say goodbye
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| To a generation lost
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| They are marching into history
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| To the slaughter and the loss
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| Remember…
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| A generation lost
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| They are marching out
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| Together
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| To the kingdom…
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| To the kingdom… of… the cross (cross) |