You'll take my life but I'll take yours too
You'll fire your musket but I'll run you through
So when you're waiting for the next attack
You'd better stand, there's no turning back
The bugle sounds, the charge begins
On this battlefield no one wins
Smell of acrid smoke and horses' breath
I plunge on into certain death
And Tokyo!
The horse, he sweats with fear, we break to run
Mighty roar of the Russian guns
As we race towards the human wall
Screams of pain, my comrades fall
Hurdle bodies that lay on the ground
And the Russians fire another round
Get so near, so far away
Won't live to fight another day
We get so close, near enough to fight
When a Russian gets me in his sights
Pulls the trigger and I feel the blow
A burst of rounds take my horse below
As I lay there gazing at the sky
Body's numb, throat is dry
As I lay forgotten and alone
Without a tear I draw my parting groan
And Tokyo!
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