I see the soldiers marching, marching ahead List will grow quickly, of wounded and dead To liberate small town that lies on the plain For someone just statistics, for others sorrow and pain
Three days of battle v passed, not much can be said I think you know yourself, the scenery is so sad You gave us live that's real, it cant be taken away You are our liberators, god bless you. We will pray.
But new generations, politicians has grown! For them WW2 is something unknown For them history has alternative end Actually Nazi bastards were great lads
No matter how many they killed How many children buried in field It was many years ago History is questionable? Yes, for sure
In the world there are many colors exist You are new history writer and you insist Who was red, who was green? Ready to define But you yourself can’t distinguish black from white!!
It’s just a matter of practice I will learn quickly Colors do not matter, matters what I think! Give me peace of paper and pencil to write I’ll decide in a minute who was wrong and who was right!