The sky is blue and grey,
With the cloud’s dark and gloomy,
I’m standing there,
As the rain falls down around me,
I see you march away,
I ran after you and see,
But your not there,
You’ve marched too far for me to see,
I stopped trying to find my way,
But didn’t know which way to turn,
I look around and see you there,
But when I get there you’re gone,
I yell your name,
But got nothing in return,
I whisper your name,
And keep it close to my heart,
You’re a solider for the army,
Marching off to war,
My tears roll down my cheeks,
The pain I have won’t go,
I never got to say my good byes,
And it will always be untold
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I would like to translate this poem
very outstanding girl, hope he comes back safe and well, love ya Girl, Lori keep smiling you got him and he also got you so keep smiling Girl i'm sure he thinks of you! ! ! !