Gallipoli

Gallipoli

Beirut

We tell tales to be known
Or be spared the sorrow
You’re so fair to behold
What will be left when you’re gone?
And it shapes everything you know
How we learn and the wonders we love
Southern land, scattered clouds from the cove
And, oh, oh, oh, oh, spare me the glow

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