Soldiers, our strengths.
With shoulders wide and heads upright,
try to cheat, they are ready to fight.
Family behind, feelings aside,
our soldiers stand in all their might.
Neither do we think nor do we care
of the ones who are always there.
Why is it that those sacred hearts
have to face all this despair?
Deaths, murders, shed of blood,
like used puppets they lie in the mud.
Trained to kill, prepared to die,
they leave nothing back,
EXCEPT A SIGH....!