| There’s a valley in spain called Jarama
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| Its a place that we all know so well
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| It was there that we fought against the fascists
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| We saw a peacful valey turn to hell
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| From this valley they say we are going
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| But don’t hasten to bid us adue
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| Even though we lost the battle at jarama
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| We’ll set this valley free before we’re through
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| We were men of a laken battelion
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| We’re proud of the fight that we made
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| We know that you people love the valley
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| We’re remember a laken vrigade
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| From this valley they say we are going
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| But don’t hasten to bid us adue
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| Even though we lost the battle at jarama
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| We’ll set this valley free before we’re through
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| You will never find peace with these fascists
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| You’ll never find friends such as we So remember that valley iof jarama
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| And the people that’ll set that valley free
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| From this valley they say we are going
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| But don’t hasten to bid us adue
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| Even though we lost the battle at jarama
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| We’ll set this valley free before we’re through
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| All this world is like this valley called jarama
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| So green and so bright and so fair
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| No fascists can dwell in our valley
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| Nor breathe in our new freedoms air
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| From this valley they say we are going
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| But don’t hasten to bid us adue
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| Even though we lost the battle at jarama
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| We’ll set this valley free before we’re through |