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  the western front the guns all died away
 And laying in the mud on bags of 
 We heard  German sing from no man's land
  had tenor voice so pure and true
 The words were strange but  note we knew
 Soaring ore the  living dead and dammed
 The  sang of peace from no man's land
 
 They left  trenches and we left ours
 Beneath tin hats the  bloomed like wild flowers
 With  cigarettes and pots of wine
 We built  soldier's truce on the front line
 Their singer was a lad  21
 We begged another song before  dawn
  sitting in the mud and blood and feed
 He sang again the song all longed  hear
 
  night, no cannons roar
 A king is born of  for evermore
 All's calm, all's 
 All brothers  in hand
 In 19 and 15  no man's land
 
 And  the morning all the guns boomed in the rain
 And we killed them and they killed us 
 At night they charged we fought them hand  hand
 And i killed the boy  sang in no man's land
 
 Silent night, no cannons 
 A king is born  peace for evermore
 All's  all's bright
 All brothers hand in 
 And that young soldier 
  the song of peace still rings
  the captains and all the kings
  no man's land
 
 Sleep in  peace