Sometimes I feel at the edge of a jungle Feeling the enemy's breath The shadows crawling, moving on the dance of death Fire and blood around me Ia Drang in my memories
The gates of hell are open wide But not for us, not for me ‘Cause we are soldiers, and we are young On my command to the last attack Follow me, follow me We are soldiers, and we are young
The M--six-teen clutched for the last time As last shell fell to dust The moment when (the) hope is gone but not the trust I stepped the first on “X-ray” And I’ll stay to take you away
The gates of hell are open wide But not for us, not for me ‘Cause we are soldiers, and we are young On my command to the last attack Follow me, follow me We are soldiers, and we are youngTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.