In Flanders Fields
๐ต 515 characters
โฑ๏ธ 1:57 duration
๐ ID: 1123830
๐ 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 heard amid the guns below
We are the dead, short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields, in Flanders fields
Take up our quarrel with the foe
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch be yours to hold it high
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields
Between the crosses, row on row
That mark our place and in the sky
The larks still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below
We are the dead, short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields, in Flanders fields
Take up our quarrel with the foe
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch be yours to hold it high
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.94] In Flanders fields the poppies blow
[00:07.39] Between the crosses, row on row
[00:14.57] That mark our place and in the sky
[00:22.18] The larks still bravely singing, fly
[00:28.68] Scarce heard amid the guns below
[00:36.60] We are the dead, short days ago
[00:43.83] We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow
[00:50.97] Loved and were loved, and now we lie
[00:58.16] In Flanders fields, in Flanders fields
[01:06.06] Take up our quarrel with the foe
[01:12.81] To you from failing hands we throw
[01:20.04] The torch be yours to hold it high
[01:27.32] If ye break faith with us who die
[01:34.77] We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
[01:41.41] In Flanders fields
[01:50.05]
[00:07.39] Between the crosses, row on row
[00:14.57] That mark our place and in the sky
[00:22.18] The larks still bravely singing, fly
[00:28.68] Scarce heard amid the guns below
[00:36.60] We are the dead, short days ago
[00:43.83] We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow
[00:50.97] Loved and were loved, and now we lie
[00:58.16] In Flanders fields, in Flanders fields
[01:06.06] Take up our quarrel with the foe
[01:12.81] To you from failing hands we throw
[01:20.04] The torch be yours to hold it high
[01:27.32] If ye break faith with us who die
[01:34.77] We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
[01:41.41] In Flanders fields
[01:50.05]