David

He came from Scotland
In 1944 
To fight against the enemy
In the second world war
He came across the water
To the coast of Normandi
With danger for his own life
To set us free
He landed on a beach
That stormy day in june
The bagpipe was playing
An old Scottish tune

He listened to what Lord Lovat
His men command to do
Stay alive and don't get killed
If you don't have to
The men they didn't say a word
They all where in a trance
When their boats reached the battlefield
The beach at Arromanches
David was a lucky man
That he didn't died that day
That he could hear the bagpipe
Playing along the way

Stefan van de Sande, April 2011, ©