The red in the flag is the blood that was spilt in the way that your forefathers tell And never a country been so great The stories Britannia could tell
I never want to live my life away from the golden shores There's never a country in the world with the scent of an English rose
England, oh England a country so great the land of so fair and so true There'll never be any colours like the red, the white and the blue
Whenever you go to the far-off shores there's something that goes with you The pride and the joy and the love that comes from your mother of red, white and blue
You could never be born under a flag that's like the one of the Union Jack St. George's spirit has never died It all keeps coming back
England, oh England...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
