Time can be so cruel sometimes It washes all sadness, death, and deep wounds away The black ashes name"war"has been washed away by a shower of rain And it only left the legacy Which twisted and we believed But we were born without knowing the truth of the war We are living in the country far from the war
The weak are to be blamed and blames the weaker It spreads and repeals like a ripple of water In each country we find a defferent text of history we know Buried lives and painful truth
It's a flower over a soldiers fought with noble pride What will bloom on this world of contradiction? It doesn't mean who's had to a blood that spilt over Torn apart love Crushed youth is forever gone
This place where we stand This air that we breath It's just another soldiers piece of dream The coffee that we drink in the morning time The view of the park wet in morning dew An everyday happiness There's a flower that blooming over a soldiers fought with noble pride The sound of morning bell A sad song of heroes
It's a flower over a soldiers fought with noble pride What will bloom on this world of contradiction? It doesn't mean who's bad to a blood that spilt over It doesn't matter who is really right or wrong anymore There's no responsbility It doesn't matter who is really right or wrong in the war There's no left or right in here Just we must keep our pride of soldiers The sound of morning bell A sad song of heroes
