| Song | War Poem |
| Artist | UB40 |
| Album | Who You Fighting For |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : UB Forty | |
| Silence falls in no man's land | |
| To echo on uncertain steps | |
| Sharp of eye & quick of hand | |
| Advancing forward to regrets | |
| Underfoot the bombs & mortars | |
| Sleep awaiting coded warnings | |
| From the top the barking orders | |
| Light the sky on these dark mornings | |
| CHORUS | |
| Seek asylum from the terror | |
| Reaching out for what it's worth | |
| Shelter from the raging anger | |
| Raining down on bitter earth | |
| Sympathy for all who's hurting | |
| Getting lost between the lines | |
| It's the stuff that keeps returning | |
| Laughing loud in victor's lies | |
| Up above on wind's declaring | |
| Soon the cold will whistle through | |
| Push aside the warm sierras | |
| Fill the sails that carry you | |
| CHORUS | |
| Many miles are put between the | |
| What once was & what will be | |
| Sleepwalk nightmare to sweet dream | |
| Each step consigned to history | |
| Every whisper sings resistance | |
| All emotions hide inside | |
| Refugee looks to the distance | |
| Out there somewhere lies his pride | |
| CHORUS |
| zuo ci : UB Forty | |
| Silence falls in no man' s land | |
| To echo on uncertain steps | |
| Sharp of eye quick of hand | |
| Advancing forward to regrets | |
| Underfoot the bombs mortars | |
| Sleep awaiting coded warnings | |
| From the top the barking orders | |
| Light the sky on these dark mornings | |
| CHORUS | |
| Seek asylum from the terror | |
| Reaching out for what it' s worth | |
| Shelter from the raging anger | |
| Raining down on bitter earth | |
| Sympathy for all who' s hurting | |
| Getting lost between the lines | |
| It' s the stuff that keeps returning | |
| Laughing loud in victor' s lies | |
| Up above on wind' s declaring | |
| Soon the cold will whistle through | |
| Push aside the warm sierras | |
| Fill the sails that carry you | |
| CHORUS | |
| Many miles are put between the | |
| What once was what will be | |
| Sleepwalk nightmare to sweet dream | |
| Each step consigned to history | |
| Every whisper sings resistance | |
| All emotions hide inside | |
| Refugee looks to the distance | |
| Out there somewhere lies his pride | |
| CHORUS |
| zuò cí : UB Forty | |
| Silence falls in no man' s land | |
| To echo on uncertain steps | |
| Sharp of eye quick of hand | |
| Advancing forward to regrets | |
| Underfoot the bombs mortars | |
| Sleep awaiting coded warnings | |
| From the top the barking orders | |
| Light the sky on these dark mornings | |
| CHORUS | |
| Seek asylum from the terror | |
| Reaching out for what it' s worth | |
| Shelter from the raging anger | |
| Raining down on bitter earth | |
| Sympathy for all who' s hurting | |
| Getting lost between the lines | |
| It' s the stuff that keeps returning | |
| Laughing loud in victor' s lies | |
| Up above on wind' s declaring | |
| Soon the cold will whistle through | |
| Push aside the warm sierras | |
| Fill the sails that carry you | |
| CHORUS | |
| Many miles are put between the | |
| What once was what will be | |
| Sleepwalk nightmare to sweet dream | |
| Each step consigned to history | |
| Every whisper sings resistance | |
| All emotions hide inside | |
| Refugee looks to the distance | |
| Out there somewhere lies his pride | |
| CHORUS |