Who are these men who march so proud, Who quietly weep, Eyes closed, head bowed? These are the men Who were once boys, Whi misse out on youth and all its joys.
Chorus: Oh remembrance day, remembrance day, THough the years pass, the pain does stay. To the fallen who diead with pride, You'll not be for gotten as to gory we ride.
Who are thses men with aged faces, Who silently count the empty spaces? These are the men who gave all, Who fought for Their country for Freedom for all.
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Who are these men With sorrowful look, Who still can remember the lives that were took? These are the men Who saw young men die, The price of peace is aways high.
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Who are these men Who in the midst of pain, Whispered comfort to those they would not see again? These are the men whose hands held tomorrow, who brought back our future with blood, tears and sorrow.