Battle Music

I hear the wild martial music,

Strongly then it thrills my soul

And makes bright my eyes with joy.

It weaves a vivid story tale

 Of heroes deeds in battles fought,

Of victory and glory.

Then a new strain sounding,

Sadly yet sweetly,

 It fills my soul with patient waiting.

And its quiet notes resounding,

Tells me of a love unending,

Of a hope all hopes transcending.

Softer now and sadder still,

The music meets my ears.

And tells me of such grieving sorrow,

Of mothers pain and sisters loss,

It stabs my very soul with sadness,

And fills my heart with tears.