Lyrics:
In Flanders Fields, the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row
That mark our place, and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce
In Flanders fields, the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row
That mark our place, and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
In Flanders Fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row
That mark our place, and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing,
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
In Flander's Fields where the poppies blow
Between the crosses row by row
To mark our places and in the sky
The larks go bravely singing fly
God?
In Flanders Fields the poppies grow
Between the crosses row on row
To mark the dead
To Flanders Fields the hippies go
To smoke the poppies
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce
down
Kan niet moven voor een hoe
Ik ga shinen dus ik glow
Ben van Flanders Fields where the wild poppies grow
We staan hier in de Westvlaamse heuvels
In Flanders fields the poppies grow
Between the crosses, row on row
That mark a place, we are the dead
boom!
There'll be none of that tiptoeing into the future
The peace of the dawn chorus go with ya
In Flanders Field the poppies blow
Give it one minute
said we should break up, cause we always fighting
Just stepped in the shower, covered in dandruff
But I grabbed a poppy, like Ned Flanders
Built like
The larks fly high where guns destroyed
Now poppies grow and crosses show
Where now we lie in Flanders fields
In row on row
Time like an ever-rolling stream
Lay me down in fields of poppies
While the bugles sing their song
Lay me down beside my comrades
While the bagpipes linger on
And when my battles'
We will remember them…
O’er Flanders field
Crosses row on row
The brave who fell together
‘Neath a solemn sky
There our heroes lie
For them, we will
of the poppy fields
He said, "tell the children I love them--remember"
There was a poppy
Kept in a frame
By his photograph
The years were so long
They
What is this place across the field
Where poppies stretch and sway
In Flanders days of war are gone
But memories will remain
Comrades of their
poppies cover our graves
Hey! in Flanders fields we lay
He was a brother a son and a lover
but now he's a big ball of flame
He could have been my
wishing the blood wasn't spilt
Imagine poppies never had to grow in Flanders fields
I'm the dreamer escaping my realitys
That's where I'd rather be away
heard Black Flanders
Burned down her own house hope she insured that manor
Militant but silly like absurd black panthers
Laughing thinking about
.jpg/240px-Michael_Flanders_(1966_publicity_photo).jpg "Michael Flanders")
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