Beautiful Soldiers

Take me as your umbrella, a rainy day

March with me we are soldiers in heart

Walk in the streets, sweep it away

Newspaper and articles is a war field

My feather upon a concord paper

A turbulence in my eyes

Soldier hey my brother and my sister

Poppy fields is all red

The queen of hearts and the Jack of spade

There are always ways in our eyes

Wherever we are, whenever we are

You will always know where home is