Sunday 24 January 2010 photo 1/1
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Sunday 24 January 2010 photo 1/1
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Sorry, jag borde inte men ibland hittar man något som bara stämmer till 100 % och går rakt in i hjärtat. Och den här gången är det ganska vackert.
"Sound the bugle now, play it just for me. As the seasons change, remember who I used to be. Now I can't go on. I can't even start.
I'm a soldier, wounded so I must give up the fight. There's nothing more for me, lead me away.
Or leave me lying here.
Sound the bugle now, tell them I don't care. There's not a road I know that leads to anywhere. Without a light feat that I will stumble in the dark, lay right down , decide not to go on.
Then from on high, somewhere in the distance, there's a voice that calls: Remember who you are! If you loose yourself your courage soon will follow, so be strong tonight. Remember who you are.
You're a soldier now, fighting in a battle to be free once more"