[Intro]
Whispers in the marching wind, a hush across the drums.
[Verse 1]
In Parakou’s dawn, a brother falls, yet echoes stay alive,
A uniform empty, but a name that keeps the beat inside.
We lift our hearts, salute the fallen with a final stride,
Till the day we meet again, in fields where memories glide.
[Chorus]
Farewell, soldier of music, sleep in quiet light,
Your rhythm guides our courage through the darkest night.
Though you’re gone from the leaping trombone, the banners’ glow remains,
Each note a gentle whisper, calling your name again.
[Verse 2]
You measured victories with a steady, faithful hand,
Your song lifted flags, united every band.
Today we march in your refrain, your spirit leads the way,
Till dawn breaks on the morning when we greet you again someday.
[Chorus]
Farewell, soldier of music, sleep in quiet light,
Your rhythm guides our courage through the darkest night.
Though you’re gone from the leaping trombone, the banners’ glow remains,
Each note a gentle whisper, calling your name again.
[Bridge]
We carry your memory like a banner in the wind,
A vow to play on—your legacy of discipline and kin.
[Chorus]
Farewell, soldier of music, sleep in quiet light,
Your rhythm guides our courage through the darkest night.
Though you’re gone from the leaping trombone, the banners’ glow remains,
Each note a gentle whisper, calling your name again.
[Outro]
Until we meet at dawn, when brass and heart align,
Rest easy, Armand. Your service shines through time.
