Wounded
The Minstrel boy to the war has gone
In the ranks of death you will find him
His father's sword he hath girded on
And his wild harp slung behind him
"Land of Song" said the warrior bard
"Though all the world betrays thee
One sword, at least, thy rights shall guard
One faithful harp shall praise thee"
It's even prettier when sung... If you can
In the ranks of death you will find him
His father's sword he hath girded on
And his wild harp slung behind him
"Land of Song" said the warrior bard
"Though all the world betrays thee
One sword, at least, thy rights shall guard
One faithful harp shall praise thee"
It's even prettier when sung... If you can
Comments 2
Reply
Nice pic of you and wil... CUTE!!!!
Reply
Leave a comment