Letras
Beneath the dawn's unyielding glare, the orders came to hand
A scrawled command, unclear, unsure, from generals' distant stand
The commander's heart, though gripped by doubt, held honor's rigid creed
For duty called through fog of war, to follow and to lead
Theirs not to reason why, theirs but to do and die
With sabres drawn and hearts ablaze, they face the cannon's cry
Their fate was sealed by a failed command, yet still they stayed
Six hundred ride, the final charge of the Light Brigade
The men aligned in morning's chill, their horses stamped the ground
Each saddle cinched, each blade made sharp, no fault in in them was found
They checked their spurs, their hearts beat fast, their eyes on death's own gate
For duty bound their souls to charge, to meet their destined fate
Theirs not to reason why, theirs but to do and die
With sabres drawn and hearts ablaze, they face the cannon's cry
Their fate was sealed by a failed command, yet still they stayed
Six hundred ride, the final charge of the Light Brigade
The thunder broke, the valley roared, with fire from every side
Yet on they charged, through shot and shell, where brave men fell and died
Their banners torn, their horses screamed, still forward they did press
True to their oath, though death's embrace would claim their fearless press
Oh, gallant souls, your tale endures, a lesson carved in stone
Of orders blind and honor's cost, in blood and broken bone
The valley holds your sacrifice, a truth we can't ignore
That duty's call, though noble, leads to folly's fatal shore
Theirs not to reason why, theirs but to do and die
With sabres drawn and hearts ablaze, they face the cannon's cry
Their fate was sealed by a failed command, yet still they stayed
Six hundred ride, the final charge of the Light Brigade