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Christmas all of us Waiting to hear footstepsYou're off at war and you're fighting for The freedom of the worldNew Year's eveningCandles burning they're nearly goneWe sit with our folded handsWhile you're fighting for the worldEaster morningNo sign of the one we loveWe sit at the tableWhile you're fighting for the worldChristmas all of us... From Letras Mania