Mother Europe

Mother Europe 歌词

歌曲 Mother Europe
歌手 Ancient Rites
专辑 And the Hordes Stood as One
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Oh remember the proud
Hellenic civilisation
The cradle of
Europe where it all began
Or the Portuguese and
Spanish Armada
Overwhelming
Thy power, a tribute to the south
Bruges, Antwerp,
Ghent forever in my heart
Representing medieval
Flemish pride
Brave Teutonic,
French and
English knights
Thy shining armour now long vanished
Thy glory, however, forever remains
Praised be the
Scandinavian hordes
Once the nightmare of the
Christian world
I talk of not of mercy
I talk not of fear
The hopeless warriors of a
Willing Doom
Children of
Italia In ancient times "Roma Caput Mundi"
De Verenigde
Nederlanden, parel van het noorden
Belgium and
The Netherlands stood as one
Mother Europe born from your womb
Mother Europe on
Your soil shall be my tomb
I talk of not of mercy
I talk not of fear
The hopeless warriors of a
Willing Doom
Oh what that gallant spirit shall resume
Leap from
Europe's bank and call
Thee from the tomb (Hail to the sons of eastern Europe the Slavonian soul never fades)
Blessed are
Scotland,
Ireland and
Bretagne Where the
Celtic dream still lives on
Shall be my tomb!
Mother Europe 歌词
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