3 Para
Men of the Airborne.
Tell them of the mountain!
Of three long days.....
Of what we did.
Of dark, and bloody nights.
When death, passed amongst us
When fate, cast his die.
Where hell opened it's gates.
On a cold and snowy June.
Of a forgotten war,
Near the bottom of the earth.
But not for us.....
Sleep well my brothers.
Our missions done.
We'll tell them of your deeds.
Of three days on a mountain,
In June.
Of .....Paratroopers
Way back then.
Giajl © Jim Love