Green Whirlwind
Out there in the battlefield, guns clicking, bombs pounding and soldiers crying.Generation after generation, boys after the fathers, singing the same marching song.Iron is melting, armour is shining, here comes the heroes from the inferno of battle.Crouching Tiger and Hidden Dragon waiting in the barrack, fight is in the wind.March melody, sound of horn, always accompany in life.Wind brings your singing, like a green whirlwind.
The years of perfect happiness, lives were magnificent sceneres.Day by day, defending the dust and welcoming the dawn.Marchng towards the path for battle under those stormy or windy nights.Gone the soldiers souls, here lie the chivalrous bones.No matter inside the smoking zone or within the flowring field.Your troops are always marching like a green typhone.
A gust of green typhoon, so windy my heart will move.A greenish green life, forever stands as a youth.A song by a song, redish the flowers come sing along.A grassy green rythem, so pleasant for eternally listen.
The years of perfect happiness, lives were magnificent sceneres.Day by day, defending the dust and welcoming the dawn.Marchng towards the path for battle under those stormy or windy nights.Gone the soldiers souls, here lie the chivalrous bones.No matter inside the smoking zone or within the flowring field.Your troops are always marching like a green typhone.
A gust of green typhoon, so windy my heart will move.A greenish green life, forever stands as a youth.A song by a song, redish the flowers come sing along.A grassy green rythem, so pleasant for eternally listen.
A gust of green typhoon, so windy my heart will move.A greenish green life, forever stands as a youth.A song by a song, redish the flowers come sing along.A grassy green rythem, so pleasant for eternally listen.A grassy green rythem, so good for eternally listen.