In Flander's Fields

In flander's fields the poppies blow between the crosses row on row

And in the sky the birds stills bravely singing fly

Scarce heard amid, the guns below

We are the dead, short days ago

We lived, felt down, saw sunset glow

Loved and were loved, but now we lie in flander's fields

Take up your quarrel with the for

To you from failing hands we throw the torch

Be yours to hold high

We will never sleep, though we lie in flander's

Now we lie, never to sleep

Though we lie in flander's fields

We will not sleep in flander's fields

We will not sleep though

We lie in flander's fields