Happed In Mist
Michael Marra
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G Happed in mist these twenty-fiveC D Eventful years seem to me nowG And in all but one a friendly hazeC D A ghost of gladness by my sideC With horse and plough I marched with prideD Of the purest kindC Then a blink of light and it'sG flander's fieldsD At the end of timeContinúa después del anuncioAnd through the flash and cannon's roar I saw my Christine's smiling eyes And with no more thought of blood or shell I made my way, to hold her near But truth and honour's henchmen found me Leaving here A madman's rave and a coward's grave For a volunteerC And in his eyes flew snipe and curlewG In his throat blew moistened airEm In his mind the wood the king stoleD That robbed the land and laid itC bare But.. In his heart his lover's memory Singing on their wedding night Where once the parks grew thick with corn That solemn tune was with him now Happed in mist, the king's own rifles Ready Aiiiiim The floors of the forest Are a wee'd away.