They went with songs to the battle, they were young.
Straight of limb, true of eyes, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted,
They fell with their faces to the foe.
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning,
We will remember them.
It's Rememberance Sunday tomorrow, for those of you have don't know about the History of this day and it's importance i strongly advise you to spent 5minutes of your life reading here.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Remembrance_Day
And please, support the royal british leigon and buy a poppy