In the year of '39, assembled here the volunteers
In the days when lands were few
Here the ship sailed out into the blue and sunny morn
The sweetest sight ever seen

And the night followed day, and the storytellers say
That the score brave souls inside
For many a lonely day
Sailed across the milky seas
Ne'er looked back, never feared, never cried

Don't you hear my call?
Though you're many years away
Don't you hear me calling you?
Write your letters in the sand
For the day I take your hand
In the land that our grandchildren knew

In the year of '39, came a ship from the blue
The volunteers came home that day
And they bring good news of a world so newly born
Though their hearts so heavily weigh

For the earth is old and grey
Little darlin', we'll away
But, my love, this cannot be
Oh, so many years have gone
Though I'm older but a year
Your mothers eyes, from your eyes, cry to me

Don't you hear my call?
Though you're many years away
Don't you hear me calling you
Write your letters in the sand
For the day I'll take your hand
In the land that our grandchildren knew

Don't you hear my call?
Though you're many years away
Don't you hear me calling you?
All your letters in the sand
Cannot heal me like your hand
For my life, still ahead, pity me

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Written by: Brian May / Queen. Isn't this right? Let us know.
Subtitled by Dasher and more 2 people. Revised by 3 people . Did you see an error? Send us your revision.

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