't is a frightful scene In the fourteenth century Our annexation and infringements on On our liberty
And all the sinister deeds Endorsed by French decree Their domination draped o'er our Dominion free
Know these words true: I would stay here with you If it were another way
Woe's on our sills A situation unsustainable It cannot go on
Summer has gone And the wind drives us on Through a sombre season
I'll lay down my life In defence of those I love 'Til naught of me remains
My friends, it pains me to see The yoke on our society
So hard to discern in this age The sinful from the sage
Chapter III: The Strategist
Pieter De Coninck:
Dear friend, have patience, I beg you A little faith; for plans, I swear, are laid...
And as our lenience dwindles to no thing So allegiances are forged in the shade
Keep holding on! Time befriends those who wait Let us not fear now In the end, all debts are paid
Chapter IV: The Matins of Bruges
The assembly of the Guilds:
This is a cauldron, and it's scalding hot It's boiling over, and meek we're not It's reached the point of saturation, such is clear And so it seems we're all agreed: It's time they go!
Outside our cities flash a thousand stars On every tongue the call; in the moon The points of arms
Like a stone in sleeping water, the ripples spread And those who cannot pronounce will wake up dead
Chapter V: A Tally of Fates
Johanna of Navarra:
"I would not assume exemption, my child I'm sure you know who I am Let us not pretend; consider this advice Your amnesty's so tentative
And as you listen now, angry and afraid All your lives within my grasp All your chances riven from the start For I rule your world"
Adolf van Nieuwland (to Machteld):
"And yet there's hope while my heart hammers for thee And our minstrels sing their songs Let's make all of this a land of the free A place to right the wrongs!
I'll carry you to the ends of the earth With our love as the steel I shall wield Some day the Lion shall shine upon my shield Consider this a vow I'll make good on, somehow"
Chapter VI: Shadows in the Night
Jan Breydel:
Before the light of dawn we steal Through golden fields Mere shadows in the night Near insatiable the desire to rid our Homes of those who wronged it so...
Chapter VII: Fleur-De-Lis (interlude)
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Chapter VIII: The Eve of the War
We will overthrow the throne By the strength in our sinews and bone Our freedom we take back today!
And now we march to war Who of us will see tomorrow? Yet from these chains we must be freed Oh, oh...
Chapter IX: The Battle of the Golden Spurs
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Chapter X: The Lion
So we live on 'til another day And we roar: "Vloanderen Den Lieu!"
See our claws gleam this grim July And we cry: "Flanders! The Lion!"Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
