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Look here for the german version Snow like powder from the sky softly falls, When before Djelalabad a rider halts. „Who’s there“ – „A caval’rist from Britains army A message from Afghanistan I carry.“ Afghanistan. So weakly he’d said. Half the town around him had met; The British commander, Sir Robert Sale, Helped to dismount […]
Mai 14, 2017
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