Dunkirk


Mony weary men fain' death and bearin' pain
On that bombed and bloody beach o' Dunkirk.
As I wounded lay I could hear a comrade pray.
What a nicht! What a nicht!

Mony mile between hame o' mine, beloved scene.
And that bombed and bloody beach o' Dunkirk.
Oh ma hert was sair, wid I see hame ivirmair?
Bit I micht, bit I micht


Mony heroes fell, and the rest endured a hell
On that bombed and bloody beach o' Dunkirk.
'Twas abrave retreat, its accomplishment a feat.
Sic a sicht, sic a sicht.



Zetta St. Clair