[00:16.74]A child ran through the meadow on a sun drenched summer day[00:27.00]And then he stopped his play and kneeled in a field of poppies[00:48.42]A man walked through my ghetto on a humid summer day[00:56.01]And then he stopped to pay and he dealed in a field of poppies[01:21.93]Oh, flower of forgetfulness just an hour away to the moon[01:26.16]Take a deep breath if you are reaching for truth[01:37.11]While you're in the stupor the door knocks[01:43.77]And death takes another youth[02:10.74]Poppies, red poppies, red poppies[02:11.46]A boy I used to know a boy[02:31.11]I used to know[02:38.46]Who's laughter rang to the skies was a joy to behold[02:53.10]Then I looked into his eyes a look so cold[03:00.39]A boy who rose on [incomprehensible] in a field of poppies[03:42.33]Poppies, red poppies, red poppies[03:42.96]Red poppies, red poppies, red poppies[03:43.68]Red poppies, red poppies, red poppies