On the dark, soft shoulder of night
I come again calling
I bring a dram of violence in memorial spite,
Of renewed anger in hate spawning
Cataclysmic seed planted in long ago fight

A dollop of truth mixed with your favorite fears
Between here, and there
A malicious fear crashing across light years
Primal screams splitting the air.
Again I take you forlorn into that jungle sweating
Filled again with deep despair

Ia Drang, Oh Ia Drang...
Are you just another forgotten name...
So far away ... except to men who fought there
Sacred now in memories care
We can never forget those days of sunrise~sunset
Days we feared for our last breath, we will never forget
Days fostering a gamut of emotions, pride to regret
Scenes therein live courageously on, beaucoup melancholy
Tales of bravery, almost holy
Rivers of tears give honor to your valiant story.