اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
I'm moved so deeply, a creeping chill climbs my spine
Yet it's still and I'm warm
All eyes go blurry, a hurry to get the boat
Sea's calling on sons of man
Saying "Write soon, keep warm!"
As they're waving from the shore
We saw the posters that toasted the fight abroad
"Sign here, we'll take boys afar"
Such propaganda and slander from desperate men
Draining the blood of the young
Saying "Write soon, keep warm!"
As they're waving from the shore.
