A tribute to all the soldiers of the world with a human heart - Sinbad Shahzade.
Brother brother oh my brave brother
we would have you at home rather
who is to tell you what is wrong, what is right
brother brother this is not your fight
May be they will take you to a desert
or a jungle or a montain, a mountain top
as your boots sink in blood if you hope
father mother I'd be at home rather
Poppies have blossomed again blood-red
your smell is fading away in your empty bed
Where ever you go my love be with you
where ever you go there's a love that joins us two
you are my brother
Verses by Sinbad Shahzade
Chorus by Gary B.