These old cobbles have rung loud
with the hard iron clad hooves of war
and drums beating out the time to death
and I saw you come from the shadows
up from the cold sea soaked red
a mere boy you walked in ranks
you among the echoes of legions
Bright with the vigour of youth
you marched clear in every step
Standing here I watch these soldiers all
moving on this hard stone road
Bright eager hearts not yet cooled
by the touch of cold steel
