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 On the western front  guns all died away
 And laying in the mud  bags of sand
  heard a German sing from no man's land
  had tenor voice so pure and true
 The words were strange but  note we knew
 Soaring ore the the living dead and 
 The German sang  peace from no man's land
 
 They left their trenches and we left 
 Beneath tin hats the smiles bloomed like wild 
 With photos cigarettes and  of wine
 We built  soldier's truce on the front line
 Their singer  a lad of 21
 We begged another  before the dawn
 And sitting in the  and blood and feed
  sang again the song all longed to hear
 
 Silent night, no  roar
 A king is born  peace for evermore
  calm, all's bright
  brothers hand in hand
 In 19 and 15 in no man's 
 
  in the morning all the guns boomed in the rain
 And we killed  and they killed us again
 At night they charged we fought them hand to 
  i killed the boy that sang in no man's land
 
  night, no cannons roar
 A king is born of peace  evermore
 All's  all's bright
  brothers hand in hand
  that young soldier sings
 And  song of peace still rings
 Though the captains and all  kings
 Built no  land
 
 Sleep in heavenly