Cifras
In Flanders Fields

                             D                                         A  
We are the dead, short days ago
                                                                                     D  
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow
                                        Bm                                         A  
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
                                D  
In Flanders fields, in Flanders fields
D                                                                            A  
Take up our quarrel with the foe
                                A7                                      D  
To you from failing hands we throw
                                  Bm         D                         A  
The torch be yours to hold it high
                                D                                            A  
If ye break faith with us who die
                                                                                             D  
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
                     A      D  
In Flanders fields