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In the early morning,
the 5th of July
We heard soldiers coming,
ready to fight
They came from over the hills
raising clouds of dust
Being pressed by time,
and they had no rush

Ride soldiers
with swords of death
Shout the battle cry for freedom
Ride soldiers
with the wicked attitude
Ride soldiers, ride

They had a mission
of total conquest
For the honor, freedom
and the glory of the west
in the name of the father,
prepared to die
wrote letters home,
loyal, true and brave

(Chorus)

March on soldier,
be the first on the front
Down with the traitors
and up with the flag
Victory is waving
in rivers of blood
Soldiers are brothers,
we honor the dead

Freedom... Freddom

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