Hans Rustad There’ll be bluebirds over The white cliffs of Dover Tomorrow Just you wait and see I’ll never forget the people I met Braving those angry skies I remember well as the shadows fell The light of hope in their eyes And though I’m far away I still can hear them say Bombs up… But when […]
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