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You'll take my life but I'll take yours too <br />You'll fire your musket but I'll run you through <br />So when you're waiting for the next attack <br />You'd better stand there's no turning back. <br /> <br />The bugle sounds and the charge begins <br />But on this battlefield no one wins <br />The smell of acrid smoke and horses breath <br />As I plunge on into certain death. <br /> <br />The horse he sweats with fear we break to run <br />The mighty roar of the Russian guns <br />And as we race towards the human wall <br />The screams of pain as my comrades fall <br /> <br />We hurdle bodies that lay on the ground <br />And the Russians fire another round <br />We get so near yet so far away <br />We won't live to fight another day. <br /> <br />We get so close near enough to fight <br />When a Russian gets me in his sights <br />He pulls the trigger and I feel the blow <br />A burst of rounds take my horse below. <br /> <br />And as I lay there gazing at the sky <br />My body's numb and my throat is dry <br />And as I lay forgotten and alone <br />Without a tear I draw my parting groan
Letra nueva de la canción
You'll take my life but I'll take yours too <br />You'll fire your musket but I'll run you through <br />So when you're waiting for the next attack <br />You'd better stand there's no turning back. <br /> <br />The bugle sounds and the charge begins <br />But on this battlefield no one wins <br />The smell of acrid smoke and horses breath <br />As I plunge on into certain death. <br /> <br />The horse he sweats with fear we break to run <br />The mighty roar of the Russian guns <br />And as we race towards the human wall <br />The screams of pain as my comrades fall <br /> <br />We hurdle bodies that lay on the ground <br />And the Russians fire another round <br />We get so near yet so far away <br />We won't live to fight another day. <br /> <br />We get so close near enough to fight <br />When a Russian gets me in his sights <br />He pulls the trigger and I feel the blow <br />A burst of rounds take my horse below. <br /> <br />And as I lay there gazing at the sky <br />My body's numb and my throat is dry <br />And as I lay forgotten and alone <br />Without a tear I draw my parting groan
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