Lyrics

(Based on the poem "In Flanders Fields" by John McCrae) In Flanders 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 Scarce heard amongst the guns below From Flanders Fields We will come running home From Flanders Fields We will rise up singing We will rise up We were together short days ago Breathed the air saw the sunset glow Loved and were loved but now we lie In Flanders Fields I hear her cry In Flanders Fields I hear her cry From Flanders Fields We will come running home From Flanders Fields We will rise up singing We will rise up Take up your quarrel with the foe To you from flailing hands we throw The torch be yours so hold it high We will not sleep though we lie We will not sleep though we lie From Flanders Fields We will come running home From Flanders Fields We will rise up singing We will rise up