Tom McRae - Soldier's Song текст песни

Rest your eyes,
I'll be your guide,
And this soldier's song,
Will bring us home,
Let down your guard,
The battle's done,
And all the shame,
Will fall away

And I will,
I will,
Be here,
I will be here

Through this rain,
I feel the heat,
And trumpet's sound,
In my sleep,
Memories, call to us,
And all I hear,

Are soldier's songs

I wish, I wish
You were here,
I wish you were here

So burn all your photographs,
Your images of war,
Blindfold to history,
You fall against, fall against,
You fall against the wall

And I've burned all your photographs,
And your images of war,
And I'm blindfold to history,
And I fall against the wall