Текст песни Peat Bog Soldiers - The Dubliners
Far
and
wide
as
the
eye
can
wander
Heath
and
bog
are
everywhere
Not
a
bird
sings
out
to
cheer
us
Oaks
are
standing
gaunt
and
bare
Chorus:
We
are
the
Peat
Bog
Soldiers
Marching
with
our
spades
To
the
moor
Up
and
down
the
guards
are
pacing
No
one,
no
one
can
get
through
Flight
would
mean
a
sure
death
facing
Guns
and
barbed
wire
greet
our
view
Chorus
But
for
us
there
is
no
complaining
Winter
will
in
time
be
past.
One
day
we
will
cry
rejoicing
"Homeland
dear,
you′re
mine
at
last'
Then
will
the
peatbog
soldiers
March
no
more
with
their
spades
To
the
moor.
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