Suicide in the Trenches

music by Gianluca Barbaro

lyrics by Siegfried Sassoon

Vocals: Giulia Finazzi

Violin: Eloisa Manera

Piano: Gianluca Barbaro

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I knew a simple soldier boy,

Who grinned at life in empty joy,

Slept soundly through the lonesome dark,

And whistled early with the lark.

In winter trenches, cowed and glum,

With crumps and lice and lack of rum,

He put a bullet through his brain.

And no one spoke of him again.

You smug-faced crowds with kindling eye

Who cheer when soldier lads march by,

Sneak home and pray you'll never know

The hell where youth and laughter go.

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