lyrics: Can you hear their cries? Nowhere can the children run to hide Crimson rivers Flow down the hills Atone our ills And woe to all her songs of love A farewell to arms Mutilated lives Blackening as coffin line the sides Filled with fathers Who has won? When only sons Hold their grieving heads and mourn A farewell to arms Always our souls entwine Erase this vast divide Deaf ears our voices rest Tyrant, this is protest Who has won? Yes, who has won? [Chorus:] I'll wave this flag of white ...
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