Shoot, if you must, this old gray head,/ But spare your...
Shoot, if you must, this old gray head,/ But spare your country's flag,' she said./ A shade of sadness, a blush of shame,/ Over the face of the leader came.
Shoot, if you must, this old gray head,/ But spare your country's flag,' she said./ A shade of sadness, a blush of shame,/ Over the face of the leader came.