My OperaBritish soldier
Wednesday, November 30, 2011 2:24:52 PM
They fight to defend, to honour and respect.
They miss their family and friends, but they go through hell just for them.
They block out the pain so they can train to be the best.
They live, eat and sleep with there brothers, there brothers in arms.
They fight in places far and wide, away from their family and freinds.
They survive they become heros, they die they become legends.
They march onwards towards the enemy, to fight, to honour and to defend.
They are soldiers, they are British soldiers.
They miss their family and friends, but they go through hell just for them.
They block out the pain so they can train to be the best.
They live, eat and sleep with there brothers, there brothers in arms.
They fight in places far and wide, away from their family and freinds.
They survive they become heros, they die they become legends.
They march onwards towards the enemy, to fight, to honour and to defend.
They are soldiers, they are British soldiers.
