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Amandine
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Soldiers Hands
trouble's brewing in the ranks broken (knot?) on every flag and all the soldiers' hands were red from all the tears and blood that's shed
and in the morning when the reveille pulls us from more sleep puts a fracture in the reverie and kills our quiet dreams
widow waits (_____________?) 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 a solemn look upon her face time is lost in love and war remember what you're waiting for
then the morning when the enemy fire among the (_____?) sounds like voices in analogy (_____________?)
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