O you brave soldier..
One day in the land of battles and wars
Nation throbbed with bitter remarks.
The “Forces “ were on the verge of move
One day in the land of battles and wars
Nation throbbed with bitter remarks.
The “Forces “ were on the verge of move
The time had come to duty prove.
What the love bird had done bad
For them it was a call so sad
Love for them was all new new
And one of them was member of crew.
The “ He “ of the tale was soldier fresh
In love with a girl of beauty no less.
The war had begun , the bell had rung
And she left all ,and came and hung.
Embracing her love with sobbing eyes
Going to war was like a demise.
But “O ! My love !, it’s a call from land,
Let me go and leave my hand”.
It was like a bolt from up the blue
She but shocked and without a clue.
“ I can not live bereft my man,
My eyes will dry, and heart will san.
And she kept cry ..and she kept cry.
Don ‘t console and don ‘t make try.
So , holding her hand, the soldier console.
Oh ! Flood of tears ! and they did roll.
Then he spoke in a manner nice
As if he was a saint so wise.
“Love for my land is more than yours
It ‘s my life, it gives , ensures
Bread , air and beautiful sun
All my friends have already run.
But hey my beloved !You keep a faith !
I will come sure ,you must then wait !
Hey countrymen ! O people around !
Love HER full but don ‘t get bound !
For love of MOTHER LAND , a purer love
You brave men ! Soldiers ! you die or serve.
What the love bird had done bad
For them it was a call so sad
Love for them was all new new
And one of them was member of crew.
The “ He “ of the tale was soldier fresh
In love with a girl of beauty no less.
The war had begun , the bell had rung
And she left all ,and came and hung.
Embracing her love with sobbing eyes
Going to war was like a demise.
But “O ! My love !, it’s a call from land,
Let me go and leave my hand”.
It was like a bolt from up the blue
She but shocked and without a clue.
“ I can not live bereft my man,
My eyes will dry, and heart will san.
And she kept cry ..and she kept cry.
Don ‘t console and don ‘t make try.
So , holding her hand, the soldier console.
Oh ! Flood of tears ! and they did roll.
Then he spoke in a manner nice
As if he was a saint so wise.
“Love for my land is more than yours
It ‘s my life, it gives , ensures
Bread , air and beautiful sun
All my friends have already run.
But hey my beloved !You keep a faith !
I will come sure ,you must then wait !
Hey countrymen ! O people around !
Love HER full but don ‘t get bound !
For love of MOTHER LAND , a purer love
You brave men ! Soldiers ! you die or serve.
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