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Soldier March

Now the battle is over, the clouds hanging low Dead bodies lie on the ground Marched into slaughter, lost souls fought in vain No glory or pride to be

we march, your sword rides with me For when we march, your sword rides with me For when we march, your sword rides with me For when we march, your sword

Перевод: Rock 'N' Roll Солдаты. Мертвеца марта.

: Now the battle is over, the clouds're hanging low Dead bodies lie on the ground Marched into slaughter, lost souls fought in vain No glory or pride

Now the battle is over, the clouds're hanging low Dead bodies lie on the ground Marched into slaughter, lost souls fought in vain No glory or pride to

a new Jaguar The mack i have his brains all over the fuckin' sidewalk And i'ma be on CNN again it ain't my fault March nigga steff, right nigga lef' G-Unit soldier

halls And these niggaz here have something else in mine Like a hundred shots fired at a pretzel less spine Uh huh, you guessed it Just a matter of time Another soldier

I imagine a dream In which I'm a soldier And I'm walking On the faces Of dead women And everyone I've Left behind me It's the year when The troops entered

Yeah you're always unraveling traveling light And you feel just like an old soldier tonight You feel just like an old soldier tonight (That's right) Just an old soldier