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"Valley of the Crosses, Valley of the Losses"
Hurtgen Forrest, 1944.
1:35.
Naar een gedicht van de veteraan Andrew Fetler welke aanwezig was bij de slag:
Valley of Crosses
Valley of the losses
Why this sadness?
Mother Huertgen, are you listening?
Do you feel the warming breeze?
Do your hills resound with whistling
Where boys tramps with naked knees?
Hush, be still, my sons are sleeping,
They are tired of the war,
Flowers grow, but they are weeping,
Naked knees they’ll see no more
Lest we forget
... En de inspiratie bron...
Grtz
Erik
