Låttexter
Not far from where I live,
They glance in morning breeze.
As dividing tiny rays,
A morning tries to seize.
My proud little soldiers;
Of brown, purple, and grey.
Carry us on your shoulders,
Carry us far away.
In shades of purple cloth,
They guide us to the light.
With irresistable pride,
To the feast they, us, invite.
My proud little soldiers;
Of brown, purple, and grey.
Carry us on your shoulders,
Carry us far away.
If you begin to fall,
Please have some more.
You could stay at my place, if you want,
I'll sleep on the floor.
If you begin to fall,
Please have some more.
You could stay at my place, if you want,
I'll sleep on the floor.
If you begin to fall,
Please have some more.
You could stay at my place, if you want,
I'll sleep on the floor.
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