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