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Field, my field,
My wide field.
The heroes ride over the field,
Heroes of the past.
The wind scatters your brave songs
Across the green field.
Songs of the past,
Leaving them alone with your glory,
And right at the end, on a dusty road…
Field, my field,
My wide field,
The heroes ride over the field,
Heroes of the past.
Field, my field, has seen so much misfortune.
It was drenched in blood,
The blood of the past.
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Field, my field,
My wide field.
The heroes ride over the field,
Heroes of the past.
The wind disperses your brave songs
Across the green field.
Songs of the past,
Leaving them alone with your glory
And right at the end, on a dusty road…
Field, my field, has seen so much misfortune.
It was drenched in blood,
The blood of the past.
Field, my field,
My wide field…
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