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Wenn Schwesterlein zur Arbeit muss
Schließt mich im Zimmer ein
Hat eine Puppe mir geschenkt
Dann bin ich nicht allein
Wenn Schwesterlein zur Arbeit muss
Fährt sie nicht mit der Bahn
Ihr Schaffensplatz ist gar nicht weit
Ist gleich im Zimmer nebenan
Am Himmel dunkle Wolken ziehen
Ich nehme artig meine Medizin
Und warte hier im Daunenbeet
Bis die Sonne untergeht
Sie kommen und sie gehen
Und manchmal auch zu zweit
Die späten Vögel singen
Und die Schwester schreit
Am Himmel dunkle Wolken ziehen
Ich nehme artig meine Medizin
Und warte hier im Daunenbeet
Bis die Sonne untergeht
Und dann reiß ich der Puppe den Kopf ab
Dann reiß ich der Puppe den Kopf ab
Ja, ich beiß der Puppe den Hals ab
Es geht mir nicht gut
Ich reiß der Puppe den Kopf ab
Ja, ich reiß der Puppe den Kopf ab
Und dann beiß ich der Puppe den Hals ab
Es geht mir nicht gut, nein
Dam-dam
Dam-dam
Dam-dam
Wenn Schwesterlein der Arbeit frönt
Das Licht im Fenster rot
Ich sehe zu durchs Schlüsselloch
Und einer schlug sie tot
Und jetzt reiß ich der Puppe den Kopf ab
Ja, ich reiß der Puppe den Kopf ab
Und dann beiß ich der Puppe den Hals ab
Jetzt geht es mir gut, ja
Ich reiße der Puppe den Kopf ab
Ja, ich reiß der Puppe den Kopf ab
Und jetzt beiß ich der Puppe den Hals ab
Es geht mir sehr gut, ja
Dam-dam
Dam-dam
Dam-dam

Turmoil at the front
Wilhelm’s forces on the hunt
There’s a thunder in the east
It’s an attack of the deceased
They’ve been facing poison gas
7000 charge en masse
Turn the tide of the attack
And force the enemy to turn back

And that’s when the dead men are marching again

Osowiec then and again
Attack of the dead, hundred men
Facing the lead once again
Hundred men
Charge again
Die again

Two combatants spar
Hindenburg against the Tsar
Move in 12 battalions large
Into a Russian counter-charge
They’ll be fighting for their lives
As their enemy revives
Russians won’t surrender, no
Striking fear into their foe

Nie rzucim ziemi skąd nasz ród!
Nie damy pogrześć mowy.
Polski my naród, polski lud,
Królewski szczep Piastowy.
Nie damy, by nas zgnębił wróg!
Tak nam dopomóż Bóg!
Tak nam dopomóż Bóg!

Do krwi ostatniej kropli z żył
Bronić będziemy ducha,
Aż się rozpadnie w proch i w pył
Krzyżacka zawierucha.
Twierdzą nam będzie każdy próg!
Tak nam dopomóż Bóg!
Tak nam dopomóż Bóg!

Nie będzie Niemiec pluł nam w twarz
Ni dzieci nam germanił,
Orężny stanie hufiec nasz,
Duch będzie nam hetmanił.
Pójdziemy, gdy zabrzmi złoty róg!
Tak nam dopomóż Bóg!
Tak nam dopomóż Bóg!

Nie damy miana Polski zgnieść
Nie pójdziem żywo w trumnę
Na Polski imię, na jej cześć
Podnosi czoła dumne.
Odzyska ziemi dziadów wnuk!
Tak nam dopomóż Bóg!
Tak nam dopomóż Bóg!

Reverent of rats
Reverent of rats
Reverent of rats
Reverent of rats tonight
Reverent of rats, bring the mass on to sanctify the night
Reverent of rats, we confess any sin we can't confide
In the sacristy, we're back with a vengeance
In the monastery wake up the fight
Reverent of rats, bring the end by the sacrament of light
Came by force of Heaven
Sanctify the last combats
He's the reverent of rats
Saved and fallen
Sacrifice the blood of bats
Call him reverent of rats
Reverent of rats, sing chorales to the heavens side by side
Reverent of rats, we can run, but tonight we cannot hide
For the anarchy came back in ascendance
On a cemetary gathered at night
Reverent of rats, read the mass and bring on the final fight
Came by force of Heaven
Sanctify the last combats
He's the reverent of rats
Saved and fallen
Sacrifice the blood of bats
Call him reverent of rats
Reverent of rats, bring the dead to the sacrifice
And reverent of rats, sing the words of the sanctified alive
Came by force of Heaven
Sanctify the last combats
He's the reverent of rats
Saved and fallen
Sacrifice the blood of bats
Call him reverent of rats
Reverent of rats

Dzisiaj w Betlejem wesoła nowina,
Że Panna czysta, porodziła Syna.
Chrystus się rodzi, nas oswobodzi,
Anieli grają, króle witają,
Pasterze śpiewają, bydlęta klękają,
Cuda, cuda ogłaszają.

Maryja Panna Dzieciątko piastuje,
I Józef święty Ono pielęgnuje.
Chrystus się rodzi...

Choć w stajeneczce Panna syna rodzi,
Przecież On wkrótce ludzi oswobodzi.
Chrystus się rodzi...

I Trzej Królowie od wschodu przybyli,
I dary Panu kosztowne złożyli.
Chrystus się rodzi...

Pójdźmy też i my przywitać Jezusa,
Króla na królmi uwielbić Chrystusa.
Chrystus się rodzi...

Bądźże pochwalon dziś nasz wieczny Panie,
Któryś złożony na zielonym sianie.
Chrystus się rodzi...

Bądź pozdrowiony, Boże nieskończony,
Wsławimy Ciebie, Boże niezmierzony.
Chrystus się rodzi...

Świat jest zagadką tak jak ja
Każda chwila jest jak skarb
A marzenia to wszystko, co mam
A mów sobie zdrów przez cały czas
Ja nie słucham cię i tak
I nie będę tym kim chciałbyś ty, żebym był
Uwierz mi

I nie jestem chłopcem, mówię wam
Lecz mężczyzną, honor mam
Więc nie można tak pomiatać mną
No jak mam się uczyć, jeśli nikt
Nie pokaże mi tu nic?
Więc w marzenia uciekam stąd

Bo ja chcę nareszcie zacząć żyć
Pełną piersią, z całych sił
Chcę być wolny i znać szczęścia smak
Co dzień każda chwila zmienia mnie
A świat za mną w tyle jest
Jestem sobą
I jestem kimś

Ja wciąż mogę zdobyć to, co chcę
Czego ty nie możesz mieć
Teraz znasz mnie, lecz nie boję się
Co ty możesz wiedzieć o mnie? Nic
Czy potrafisz pomóc mi?
Jestem sobą tak długo jak wiem kim chcę być

No przestańcie wreszcie truć
Dosyć już pustych słów
Ludzie mówią i kłamią
A życie podobno to sen
A ja wierzę w marzenia
Że to, czego pragnę ma sens

Bo ja chcę nareszcie zacząć żyć
Pełną piersią, z całych sił
Chcę być wolny i znać szczęścia smak
I nie mówcie, że nie zmieniam się
Taki sam wasz każdy dzień
Jestem sobą i jestem kimś
Jestem tu i jestem kimś
Jestem kimś
Jestem kimś

Bartoszu, Bartoszu,

Oj nie traćwa nadziei,

Bóg pobłogosławi,

Ojczyznę nam zbawi.

Tam w górę, tam w górę,

Poglądaj do Boga,

Większa miłość Jego,

Niźli przemoc wroga.

Z maleńkiej iskierki

Wielki ogień bywa,

Oj pękną, choć twarde

Przemocy ogniwa!

Oj ostre! Oj ostre,

Ostre kosy nasze,

Wystarczą na krótkie

Moskiewskie pałasze(1).

Kiliński(2) był szewcem,

Podburzył Warszawę,

Wyprawił Moskalom

Weselisko krwawe.

Nauczył Kościuszko

Pod Racławicami,

Jak siekierą, kosą

Rozprawiać z wrogami.

Bóg nam dał, Bóg nam dał,

Kraj wielki bogaty,

W nim Głowackich(3) wiele

Brać ruskie armaty.

Wszystko wziął podły wróg

I wiarę nam kłóci,

Myśli, że nas duszą

Do siebie nawróci.

Nie chcemy Berlińskiej,

Petersburskiej wiary,

Bóg nam dopomoże,

Pobić króle, cary

You know, this may turn into the longest day of my entire life
Oh, I got the perfect remedy for that
Donkey, please, I am begging you
Sing a song
Yes, a travel song
When you gotta go somewhere
'Cause the fun is getting there
Yeah, oh what the heck, I must confess
I love a road trip
Sing a song
Hit the trail
Forget the maps, forget the guides
Before you know it, you've made strides with me
And I know all I need, all along
Is a path and a pal, and a song
So I'm singin'
And I'm pallin' with you
See? It makes the time go by faster
Why me?
Why me?
This is nice
Tell me what was my crime?
We are strolling
As chatty as a parrot
More annoying than a mime
Hey, look, a cat who's wearing boots
That's crazy
Why me?
Why me?
A simple answer would be fine
Mmm, this is good cardio
Won't someone please send me a sign?
Hey, look, a sign
Yunita Pal Avenue, straight ahead
What did I do to deserve this?
Honestly
This ass of mine is asinine
Why me?
Aw man, what could be better than this
Why me? (Sing a song, hit the road)
Why me?
A simple answer would be fine (it's the way to get around)
Won't somebody please send me a sign? (Before you know it, you've gained ground with me)
What did I do to deserve this? (And I know all I need)
Honestly (is a path and a pal, and a song, so I'm singin')
This ass of mine (and I'm pallin'
Is asinine
With you
That'll do, Donkey
That'll do

Żegnajcie nam dziś hiszpańskie dziewczyny
Żegnajcie nam dziś marzenia ze snów
Ku brzegom angielskim już ruszać nam pora
Lecz kiedyś na pewno wrócimy tu znów
I smak waszych ust hiszpańskie dziewczyny
W noc ciemną i złą nam będzie się śnił
Leniwie popłyną znów rejsu godziny
Wspomnienie ust waszych przysporzy nam sił
I smak waszych ust hiszpańskie dziewczyny
W noc ciemną i złą nam będzie się śnił
Leniwie popłyną znów rejsu godziny
Wspomnienie ust waszych przysporzy nam sił
Niedługo ujrzymy znów w dali Cape Deadman
I Głowę Baranią sterczącą wśród wzgórz
I statki stojące na redzie przed Plymouth
Klarować kotwicę najwyższy czas już
I smak waszych ust hiszpańskie dziewczyny
W noc ciemną i złą nam będzie się śnił
Leniwie popłyną znów rejsu godziny
Wspomnienie ust waszych przysporzy nam sił
I smak waszych ust hiszpańskie dziewczyny
W noc ciemną i złą nam będzie się śnił
Leniwie popłyną znów rejsu godziny
Wspomnienie ust waszych przysporzy nam sił
I znów białe żagle na masztach rozkwitną
Kurs szyper wyznaczy do Portland i Wight
I znów stara łajba potoczy się ciężko
Przez fale w kierunku na Beachie Fairlee Light
I smak waszych ust hiszpańskie dziewczyny
W noc ciemną i złą nam będzie się śnił
Leniwie popłyną znów rejsu godziny
Wspomnienie ust waszych przysporzy nam sił
I smak waszych ust hiszpańskie dziewczyny
W noc ciemną i złą nam będzie się śnił
Leniwie popłyną znów rejsu godziny
Wspomnienie ust waszych przysporzy nam sił
Zabłysną nam bielą skał zęby pod Dover
I znów noc w kubryku wśród legend i bajd
Powoli i znojnie tak płynie nam życie
Na wodach i w portach przy South Foreland Light
I smak waszych ust hiszpańskie dziewczyny
W noc ciemną i złą nam będzie się śnił
Leniwie popłyną znów rejsu godziny
Wspomnienie ust waszych przysporzy nam sił
I smak waszych ust hiszpańskie dziewczyny
W noc ciemną i złą nam będzie się śnił
Leniwie popłyną znów rejsu godziny
Wspomnienie ust waszych przysporzy nam sił

I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning, I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing
Now the old king is dead, long live the king
One minute, I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringin'
Roman Cavalry choirs are singin'
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason, I can't explain
Once you'd gone, there was never, never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world
It was a wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Aw, who would ever wanna be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringin'
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason, I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringin'
Roman Cavalry choirs are singin'
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world

Firme nunc me spondeo
Fidelis tibi maneo
Bella priorum cara patria
Nunc et semper florens gloria

Pulchras terrae patriae!
Fortes terrae pro homines
Romae noster aeterne
Vis cavire domum navium

Frusta ipsa impetur
Sunt sine spe!
Domus dulces portula
Fraudi ob sat

Tubae militaris vox
Legiones procat mox!
Et in tota patria
Cantus victoriae resonat

Et in tota patria
Cantus nostrae resonat
Tempus est in gaudium
Superbiae Roma aeterna

[Zwrotka 1]
Na gruzach Ruinenwertu
Trzeciej Rzeszy Tysiącletniej
Nieskończone są granice
Blask ciemnieje, ogień krzepnie
Nieskończone są granice
Nowej Polski nadrodzonej
Przerodzonej, dorodzonej
Po raz wtóry odrodzonej!

[Refren]
Nikt nam nie zrobił nic
Na postumencie Rydz
Zbawiciel paruduje, szach i mat!
Wodzu, prowadź w świat!
Nikt nam nie zrobił nic
Na postumencie Rydz
Zbawiciel paruduje, szach i mat!
Wodzu, prowadź w świat!

[Zwrotka 2]
Silni, zwarci i gotowi!
Na nic czołgi tekturowe
Jak je Hitler na nas wyśle
Od razu rozmokną w Wiśle
Anglia, Francja dopomoże
Miejże nas w opiece Boże!
Ale jeśli nie pomogą
Sami też staniemy wrogom
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[Refren]
Nikt nam nie zrobił nic
Na postumencie Rydz
Zbawiciel paruduje, szach i mat!
Wodzu, prowadź w świat!
Nikt nam nie zrobił nic
Na postumencie Rydz
Zbawiciel paruduje, szach i mat!
Wodzu, prowadź w świat!

[Zwrotka 3]
Patrz, z Reichstaga polska flaga
Zwisa, a ten krzyż-łamaga
Co to go zwą hakenkrojcem
I reprezentuje słońce
Z ministerstwa fasad skuty
Depczą po nim polskie buty
Rugia kwitnie macimową
Prasłowiańskie kwitnie słowo!

[Refren]
Nikt nam nie zrobił nic
Na postumencie Rydz
Zbawiciel paruduje, szach i mat!
Wodzu, prowadź w świat!
Nikt nam nie zrobił nic
Na postumencie Rydz
Zbawiciel paruduje, szach i mat!
Wodzu, prowadź w świat!
[Interludium]

[Przejście]
W radiu w Warszawie, co chwilę prawie, podają nowinę
Nasze bombowce, nasze bombowce nad Berlinem!
Berlin się walił, Reichstag się palił, Francuz i Anglik pomagali
Nikt nam nie zrobił nic - padł na pysk faszysta Fryc!

[Outro]
Rydz się boi, Szwab go leje
Na granicy rzek on stoi
Czołgi krzepkie, gdy zadnieje
Niemca dupsko srogo złoi

Dearly beloved!
For your entertainment
It's my pleasure to introduce to you hell's latest arrival
The equal-opportunity killer, Alastor
Hello, it's nice to meet you (hello)
Oh, can you tell me where I am?
I don't know how I got here
But I, I think I'm starting to understand
I don't belong among the angels
And baby, that's just fine with me
The things I did up there were high school
But now I'm going for my degree
Hey
Sorry, but you just got in my way
I promise honey, I can feel your pain
And maybe I enjoy it just a little bit
Does that make me insane?
Haven't been the same since I expired
Doesn't mean that I plan to retire
And now I have the power to bathe all of you in entertaining fire
Wait a minute, do I know you?
Weren't you an old pal of mine?
Departed from us far to early
But now we're meeting a second time
We used to have such fun together
And maybe you have what I need
But first I have one tiny question
Tell me, do your demons bleed?
Hey
Sorry, but you just got in my way
I promise honey, I can feel your pain
And maybe I enjoy it just a little bit
Does that make me insane?
Haven't been the same since I expired
Doesn't mean that I plan to retire
And now I have the power to bathe all of you in entertaining fire
Oh, yes
Alright
Hey
Sorry, but you just got in my way
I promise honey, I can feel your pain
And maybe I enjoy it just a little bit
Does that make me insane?
Haven't been the same since I expired
Doesn't mean that I plan to retire
And now I have the power to bathe all of you in entertaining fire
Sorry, but you just got in my way
I promise, honey, I can feel your pain
And maybe I enjoy it just a little bit
Does that make me insane?

1. Yankee Doodle went to town riding on a pony, stuck a feather in his cap and called it
macaroni (CHORUS) Yankee Doodle keep it up, Yankee Doodle dandy! Mind the music
and the step, and with the girls be handy!
2. Father and I went down to camp, Along with Captain Gooding; There we saw the men
and boys, As thick as hasty pudding. Repeat Chorus: Yankee Doodle keep it up, Yankee
Doodle dandy! Mind the music and the step, and with the girls be handy!
3. There was Captain Washington, upon a slapping stallion, Giving orders to his men- I
guess there was a million. Repeat Chorus: Yankee Doodle keep it up, Yankee Doodle
dandy! Mind the music and the step, and with the girls be handy!
4. Then the feathers on his hat. They looked so very fine, oh! I wanted desperately to get,
To give my Jemima. Repeat Chorus: Yankee Doodle keep it up, Yankee Doodle dandy!
Mind the music and the step, and with the girls be handy

Do Pana należy ziemia i to, co ją napełnia,
świat i jego mieszkańcy.
Albowiem On go na morzach osadził
i utwierdził ponad rzekami.

Kto wstąpi na górę Pana,
kto stanie w Jego świętym miejscu?
Człowiek o rękach nieskalanych i o czystym sercu,
który nie skłonił swej duszy ku marnościom
i nie przysięgał fałszywie.
Taki otrzyma błogosławieństwo od Pana
i zapłatę od Boga, Zbawiciela swego.
Takie jest pokolenie tych, co Go szukają,
co szukają oblicza Boga Jakubowego.

Bramy, podnieście swe szczyty
i unieście się, prastare podwoje,
aby mógł wkroczyć Król chwały.
Któż jest tym Królem chwały?
Pan, dzielny i potężny,
Pan, potężny w boju.
Bramy, podnieście swe szczyty
i unieście się, prastare podwoje,
aby mógł wkroczyć Król chwały!
Któż jest tym Królem chwały?
To Pan Zastępów: On sam Królem chwały.

It's time to strap our boots on
This is a perfect day to die
Wipe the blood out of our eyes
In this life, there's no surrender
There's nothing left for us to do
Find the strength to see this through

[Chorus 1]
We are the ones who will never be broken
With our final breath, we'll fight to the death
We are soldiers, we are soldiers
Whoa, whoa-oh, whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh
We are soldiers

[Guitar solo 1:09-1:26]

[Verse 2]
I stand here right beside you
Tonight, we're fighting for our lives
Let me hear your battle cry
Your battle cry

[Chorus 2]
We are the ones who will never be broken
With our final breath, we'll fight to the death
We are soldiers, we are soldiers
We are the ones who will not go unspoken
No, we will not sleep
We are not sheep
We are soldiers
We are soldiers, yeah
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[Instrumental break 2:19-2:36]

[Bridge]
We stand shoulder to shoulder
We stand shoulder to shoulder
We stand shoulder to shoulder
You can't erase us, you'll just have to face us
We stand shoulder to shoulder
We stand shoulder to shoulder
We stand shoulder to shoulder
You can't erase us, you'll just have to face us (Face us, us)

[Chorus 3]
We are the ones who will never be broken
With our final breath, we'll fight to the death
We are soldiers, we are soldiers
We are the ones who will not go unspoken
No, we will not sleep
We are not sheep
We are soldiers
We are soldiers, yeah

[Outro]
Whoa, whoa-oh, whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh (We are soldiers)
Whoa, whoa-oh, whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh (We are soldiers)
Whoa, whoa-oh, whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh (We are soldiers)

When the winged hussars arrived
A cry for help in time of need, await relief from holy league
60 days of siege, outnumbered and weak
Sent a message to the sky, wounded soldiers left to die
Will they hold the wall or will the city fall
Dedication
Dedication
They're outnumbered 15 to one
And the battle's begun
Then the winged hussars arrived
Coming down the mountainside
Then the winged hussars arrived
Coming down they turned the tide
As the days are passing by and as the dead are piling high
No escape and no salvation
Trenches to explosive halls are buried deep beneath the walls
Plant the charges there and watch the city fear
Desperation
Desperation
It's a desperate race against the mine
And a race against time
Then the winged hussars arrived
Coming down the mountainside
Then the winged hussars arrived
Coming down they turned the tide
Cannonballs are coming down from the sky
Janissaries, are you ready to die?
We will seek our vengeance eye for an eye
You'll be stopped upon the steps of our gate
On this field you're only facing our hate
But, back home the sultan's sealing your fate
We remember
In September
That's the night Vienna was freed
We made the enemy bleed
Then the winged hussars arrived
Coming down the mountainside
Then the winged hussars arrived
Coming down they turned the tide
Storm clouds, fire and steel
Death from above, make their enemy kneel
Shining armour and wings
Death from above, it's an army of kings
We remember
In September
When the winged hussars arrived

Posłuchajcie opowieści hej heja ho
Co ładunek grozy mieści hej heja ho
Której strasznym bohaterem hej heja ho
Jest stojący tam za sterem
Bardzo wredny łysy typ
Co ma w szachu cały ship

Dalej chłopcy ciągnąć fały pod nadzorem łysej pały
Ciągnij choćbyś padł na pysk gdy nad tobą jaja błysk
Brać się chłopcy brać do pracy pod nadzorem wrednej glacy
Może znajdzie się na dnie typ co gąbką czesze się

W porcie gdzieś na bliskim wschodzie hej heja ho
Gdzie łysina nie jest w modzie hej heja ho
Powiedziały cud hurysy hej heja ho
Jaki brzydki jest ten łysy
Choćby górę złota dał
Nie skorzysta z naszych ciał

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Tak okrutny bywa los hej heja ho
Mu nie spadnie z głowy włos hej heja ho
Z desperacji więc matrosy hej heja ho
Wyrywają sobie włosy
Bo ten widok takich glac
Męczy bardziej niźli kac

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Kiedyś jakiś inny bryg hej heja ho
Na dnie morza zniknął w mig hej heja ho
Bo te blaski łysej pały hej heja ho
Mu latarnią się wydały
I gdy kurs swój zmienić chciał
To roztrzaskał się wśród skał

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As I walk through the valley where I harvest my grain
I take a look at my wife and realize she's very plain
But that's just perfect for an Amish like me
You know, I shun fancy things like electricity
At 4:30 in the morning, I'm milkin' cows
Jebediah feeds the chickens and Jacob plows, fool
And I've been milkin' and plowin' so long that
Even Ezekiel thinks that my mind is gone
I'm a man of the land, I'm into discipline
Got a Bible in my hand and a beard on my chin
But if I finish all of my chores, and you finish thine
Then tonight, we're gonna party like it's 1699
We been spending most our lives
Livin' in an Amish paradise
I churned butter once or twice
Livin' in an Amish paradise
It's hard work and sacrifice
Livin' in an Amish paradise
We sell quilts at discount price
Livin' in an Amish paradise
A local boy kicked me in the butt last week
I just smiled at him and I turned the other cheek
I really don't care, in fact I wish him well
'Cause I'll be laughing my head off when he's burning in Hell
But I ain't never punched a tourist even if he deserved it
An Amish with a 'tude?
You know that's unheard of
I never wear buttons but I got a cool hat
And my homies agree I really look good in black, fool
If you come to visit, you'll be bored to tears
We haven't even paid the phone bill in 300 years
But we ain't really quaint, so please don't point and stare
We're just technologically impaired
There's no phone, no lights, no motorcar
Not a single luxury
Like Robinson Crusoe
It's as primitive as can be
We been spending most our lives
Livin' in an Amish paradise
We're just plain and simple guys
Livin' in an Amish paradise
There's no time for sin and vice
Livin' in an Amish paradise
We don't fight, we all play nice
Livin' in an Amish paradise
Hitchin' up the buggy, churnin' lots of butter
Raised a barn on Monday, soon I'll raise another
Think you're really righteous?
Think you're pure in heart?
Well, I know I'm a million times as humble as thou art
I'm the pious guy the little Amlettes wanna be like
On my knees day and night, scorin' points for the afterlife
So don't be vain and don't be whiny
Or else, my brother, I might have to get medieval on your heinie
We been spending most our lives
Livin' in an Amish paradise
We're all crazy Mennonites
Livin' in an Amish paradise
There's no cops or traffic lights
Livin' in an Amish paradise
But you'd probably think it bites
Livin' in an Amish paradise

We wanted to believe there
Could be no hell worse than this
But the worst days humanity will face
Always come so suddenly

The unrelenting sound of rapping upon
Our doors was ill-mannered
That uninvited sign of the coming
Calamity was like a nightmare

Oh, ye who forsakes days past
The enemy deserves to be exterminated!
I wonder what expressions they had
What their eyes convеyed
As they gazed upon us on that day


What must wе do to surpass even the strength of devils?
We've no desire to protect our lives, or our souls!

Offer up! Offer up!
Offer up your hearts!

All our sacrifices were for this moment!

Offer up! Offer up!
Offer up your hearts!
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With your own hands
Open a path!
To our rightful future!

[Epic music plays]

Oh, ye who falsify days past
The enemy is deserving of our hatred!
I wonder what their voices sounded like
What words they used
As they spoke out against us

What must we learn to be able to slay even devils?
We won't waste a single tool
Whether it be skills, or tactics!

Offer up! Offer up!
Offer up your hearts!

All our efforts were for this moment!

Offer up! Offer up!
Offer up your hearts!

With your own hands
Grab hold of our rightful victory!
These mysterious monsters take on the faces of human beings
We'll obliterate every last one of them from the face of this earth!

Who was the first person to suggest it?
We can't really remember
But we have this unforgettable anger
We'll exterminate them, no matter what!

Ahh...what kind of place with this regretful path will lead us to?
Surely....the lives we offer up will bloom a flower
Our noble, most cherished victory!

Our promised land lies at the ends of paradise!

[ More epic music ]

That day
Humanity remembered
The fear of being controlled by them
The disgrace of being trapped in a birdcage
An arrow will soar through the twilight
Carrying our wings

The trail it forms will become the path to our freedom!

....
....

Offer up! Offer up!
Offer up your hearts!

All our hardships were for this moment!

Offer up! Offer up!
Offer up your hearts!

Transform your fleeting lives
Into burning arrows!

Offer up! Offer up!
Offer up your hearts!

With your own bodies
Form a trail deserving of our pride!

Oi šermukšnio šermukšnio kur tu augai terp balių?
E-ei ajaja, kur tu augai terp balių?
Kur tu augai terp balių, tarp šių žalių samanų?
E-ei ajaja, tarp šių žalių samanų?
Oi matuši matuši, kam tu manį auginai?
E-ei ajaja, kam tu manį auginai?
Kam tu manį auginai ir ing vaisko užrašei?
E-ei ajaja, ir ing vaisko užrašei?
Ir ing vaisko užrašei ir tris triūbas nukalai?
E-ei ajaja, ir tris triūbas nukalai?
Pirmą triūbą triūbijo ir kiemеlio išjodams
E-ei ajaja, iš kiemelio išjodams
Antrą triūbą triūbijo per atšlaimą juodamas
E-ei ajaja, per atšlaimą juodamas
Trečią triūbą triūbijo, prie vaiskelio pristojęs
E-ei ajaja, prie vasikelio pristojęs
Man žirgelis sužvingo, visas vaiskas sužiūro
E-ei ajaja, visas vaiskas sužiūro
Ir sužiūru sužiūru, kariuomenė į mane
E-ei ajaja, kariuomenė į mane
Ir atein žuvėdų pulks, žuvėdų pulks narsiųjų
E-ei ajaja, žuvėdų pulks narsiūjų
Kai ant plečiaus sustojum, žuvėdus iškapojum
E-ei ajaja, žuvėdus iškapojum
Mūsų Katkus labai drūts, tikras buvo karaliūks
E-ei ajaja, tikras buvo karaliūks

Gladius Rōmae sum
Belisārius!

Gladius Rōmae imperī sum
Ubi’st nostrum imperium?
Nē plōrā, mater Rōma
Dēnuō flōrēbis

Cīvis Romānus sum
Sed sine imperiō sum
Sanguine barbarōrum
Renāta erit Rōma!

Arēnae Āfricānae
Cum sanguis Vandalōrum rubrae factae sunt
Plōrā Gelimer, Rēx sine rēgnō
Gladius Rōmae sum
Belisārius!

Gladius Rōmae imperī sum
Ubi’st nostrum imperium?
Nē plōrā, mater Rōma
Dēnuō flōrēbis

Cīvis Romānus sum
Sed sine imperiō sum
Sanguine barbarōrum
Renāta erit Rōma!
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Hortī Ītaliae lacrimīs Gothicīs fertilēs factī sunt
Hortī Ītaliae lacrimīs Gothicīs fertilēs factī sunt
Plōrāte, Gothicī, barbarī
Gladius Rōmae sum
Belisārius!

Montēs, Lazicae
Cum sanguis Sassanidārum, rubrī factae sunt!
Montēs, Lazicae
Cum sanguis Sassanidārum, rubrī factae sunt!
Vādе, Chosroē, mortālis anime!
Gladius Rōmae sum
Belisārius!

Gladius Rōmaе imperī sum
Ubi’st nostrum imperium?
Nē plōrā, mater Rōma
Dēnuō flōrēbis

Cīvis Romānus sum
Sed sine imperiō sum
Sanguine barbarōrum
Renāta erit Rōma!

Urbī ferro flammāque minatus est
Mementō, Totila, Rōmam antīquam esse
Sī rēx bonus es tū, nē dēlē rēgīnam nostram
Gladius Rōmae imperī sum
Ubi’st nostrum imperium?
Nē plōrā, mater Rōma
Dēnuō flōrēbis

Cīvis Romānus sum
Sed sine imperiō sum
Sanguine barbarōrum
Renāta erit Rōma!

Glaciēs Dānuviī sanguine Hunnōrum, rubrae factae sunt
Vāde, Zabergan, Attila nōn es tū
Gladius Rōmae sum
Belisārius!

Gladius Rōmae imperī sum
Ubi’st nostrum imperium?
Nē plōrā, mater Rōma
Dēnuō flōrēbis

Cīvis Romānus sum
Sed sine imperiō sum
Sanguine barbarōrum
Renāta erit Rōma!

Gladius Rōmae imperī sum
Ubi’st nostrum imperium?
Nē plōrā, mater Rōma
Dēnuō flōrēbis
Cīvis Romānus sum
Sed sine imperiō sum
Sanguine barbarōrum
Renāta erit Rōma!

Down in the deep
Where the dragon used to sleep
Glorious gold
Glimmers in our home of old
Dark as the night
Where the day has lost its light
When the hammer falls
When the hammer falls
And it sounds through the halls
When the hammer falls
Freeing treasures from the walls
When the hammer strikes
And the kingdom comes to life
When the hammer pounds
Like the thunder underground
When the hammer falls
When the hammer falls
Of legend and myth
Is the craft of the smith
The molten metal poured
And pounded into sword
From the fire is made
Every dwarven axe and blade
When the hammer falls
When the hammer falls
Forging weapons for all
When the hammer falls
Songs of battle fill the halls
When the hammer flies
Lines of armored dwarves arise
With the hammer's roar
We go marching off to war
When the hammer falls
When the hammer falls
The orcs came to our land
And we fought them hand to hand
Sweat and blood
Turned the groud to mud
Dwarf and orc in strife
Sought to vanquish every life
When the hammer falls
When the hammer falls
Back our enemy crawls
When the hammer quakes
Orc-ish cowards bones will break
When the hammer cracks
And it beats their armies back
When the hammer's boom
Sends the monsters to their doom
When the hammer falls
When the hammer falls
When the hammer falls
Then our victory calls
When the hammer falls
Songs of glory fill the halls
When the hammer flies
Mighty heroes now arise
With the hammer's sound
Live the dwarves down underground
When the hammer falls
When the hammer falls

Ton arrière-arrière-grand-père, il a défriché la terre
Ton arrière-grand-père, il a labouré la terre
Et pis ton grand-père a rentabilisé la terre
Pis ton père, il l'a vendue pour devenir fonctionnaire
Et pis toé, mon p'tit gars, tu l'sais pu c'que tu vas faire
Dans ton p'tit trois et demi bin trop cher, frette en hiver
Il te vient des envies de devenir propriétaire
Et tu rêves la nuit d'avoir ton petit lopin d'terre
Ton arrière-arrière-grand-mère, elle a eu quatorze enfants
Ton arrière-grand-mère en a eu quasiment autant
Et pis ta grand-mère en a eu trois, c'tait suffisant
Pis ta mère en voulait pas, toé t'étais un accident
Et pis toé, ma p'tite fille, tu changes de partenaire tout l'temps
Quand tu fais des conneries, tu t'en sauves en avortant
Mais y a des matins, tu te réveilles en pleurant
Quand tu rêves la nuit d'une grande table entourée d'enfants
Ton arrière-arrière-grand-père a vécu la grosse misère
Ton arrière-grand-père, il ramassait les cennes noères
Et pis ton grand-père, miracle, y est devenu millionnaire
Ton père en a hérité, il l'a toute mis dans ses REER
Et pis toé, p'tite jeunesse, tu dois ton cul au ministère
Pas moyen d'avoir un prêt dans une institution bancaire
Pour calmer tes envies de hold-uper la caissière
Tu lis des livres qui parlent de simplicité volontaire
Tes arrière-arrière-grands-parents, ils savaient comment fêter
Tes arrière-grands-parents, ça swingnait fort dans les veillées
Pis tes grands-parents ont connu l'époque yéyé
Tes parents, c'taient les discos, c'est là qu'ils se sont rencontrés
Et pis toé, mon ami, qu'est-ce que tu fais de ta soirée?
Éteins don' ta tivi, faut pas rester encabané
Heureusement que dans' vie certaines choses refusent de changer
Enfile tes plus beaux habits, car nous allons ce soir danser

Benedictus
Et affectus
Benedictus
Halleluja

[Verse 1]
Warfare, pain and murder
In Golgotha we stand
For the last rite of heaven
The seventh sacrament

[Verse 2]
Born of blood and fire
And blessed by midnight's hand
In the core of the pyre
No sorrow we repent

[Pre-Chorus 1]
And we ride by the storm
In the night we're reborn
And we carry our hearts to the dome
To the bible we're sworn
In the dark we transform
And we die
By the dawn all alone
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[Chorus]
In the night we can't rest
In the dark we are blessed
And in moonlight we fight for the father
We are brave to the heart
Blood and fire we part
And forever we pray for we are

[Post-Chorus]
Blessed and possessed
Bleesed and possessed
Blessed and possessed
Halleluja

[Verse 3]
Cursed by our desire
And guided by our lust
Holy father in heaven
In sacristy we trust

[Verse 4]
Blessed before the altar
No life in celibate
For the call of the wicked
The wicked we await
[Pre-Chorus 2]
And we die by the sword
Undead life our reward
And we carry our lust all alone
To the bible we're sworn
In desire transform
We're not blessed
When undressed to the bone

[Chorus]
In the night we can't rest
In the dark we are blessed
And in moonlight we fight for the father
We are brave to the heart
Blood and fire we part
And forever we pray for we are

[Post-Chorus]
Blessed and possessed
Blessed and possessed
Blessed and possessed
Halleluja

[Bridge]
Benedictus
Et affectus
Benedictus
Halleluja
Benedictus
Et affectus
Benedictus
Halleluja
[Chorus]
In the night we can't rest
In the dark we are blessed
And in moonlight we fight for the father
We are brave to the heart
Blood and fire we part
And forever we pray for we are

[Outro]
Blessed and possessed

Olaram onidir,
Oloram ramanaar,

Mhi b'verda Mandalore,
Mhi be a'den aru'e,
Mhi b'verda Mandalore,
Par cyare buir.

Mhi pirur Mandalore,
Gaa'taylir b'vode,
Mhi pirur Mandalore.
Par cyare buir.

Akaanir Jetii adenn,
Akaanir darjetii balyc,
Mhi be a'den aru'e,
Par cyare buir.

Mhi b'verda Mandalore,
Mhi be a'den aru'e,
Mhi b'verda Mandalore,
Par cyare buir.

Look, I was gonna go easy on you not to hurt your feelings
But I'm only going to get this one chance (six minutes-, six minutes-)
Something's wrong, I can feel it (six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on!)
Just a feeling I've got, like something's about to happen, but I don't know what
If that means what I think it means, we're in trouble, big trouble
And if he is as bananas as you say, I'm not taking any chances
You are just what the doc ordered
I'm beginnin' to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
Now, who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?
They said I rap like a robot, so call me Rap-bot
But for me to rap like a computer, it must be in my genes
I got a laptop in my back pocket
My pen'll go off when I half-cock it
Got a fat knot from that rap profit
Made a livin' and a killin' off it
Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office
With Monica Lewinsky feelin' on his nutsack
I'm an MC still as honest
But as rude and as indecent as all hell
Syllables, skill-a-holic (kill 'em all with)
This flippity dippity-hippity hip-hop
You don't really wanna get into a pissin' match
With this rappity brat, packin' a MAC in the back of the Ac'
Backpack rap crap, yap-yap, yackety-yack
And at the exact same time, I attempt these lyrical acrobat stunts while I'm practicin' that
I'll still be able to break a motherfuckin' table
Over the back of a couple of faggots and crack it in half
Only realized it was ironic, I was signed to Aftermath after the fact
How could I not blow? All I do is drop F-bombs
Feel my wrath of attack
Rappers are havin' a rough time period, here's a maxi pad
It's actually disastrously bad for the wack
While I'm masterfully constructing this masterpièce
'Cause I'm beginnin' to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
Now, who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?
Let me show you maintainin' this shit ain't that hard, that hard
Everybody want the key and the secret to rap immortality like Ι have got
Well, to be truthful the blueprint's
Simply rage and youthful exuberance
Everybody loves to root for a nuisance
Hit the Earth like an asteroid
Did nothing but shoot for the Moon since (pew!)
MCs get taken to school with this music
'Cause I use it as a vehicle to "Bus the rhyme"
Now I lead a new school full of students
Me? I'm a product of Rakim
Lakim Shabazz, 2Pac, N.W.A, Cube, hey Doc, Ren
Yella, Eazy, thank you, they got Slim
Inspired enough to one day grow up, blow up and be in a position
To meet Run-D.M.C., induct them
Into the motherfuckin' Rock and Roll Hall of Fame
Even though I'll walk in the church and burst in a ball of flames
Only Hall of Fame I'll be inducted in is the alcohol of fame
On the wall of shame
You fags think it's all a game, 'til I walk a flock of flames
Off a plank and, tell me what in the fuck are you thinkin'?
Little gay-lookin' boy
So gay, I can barely say it with a straight face, lookin' boy (ha-ha!)
You're witnessin' a mass-occur
Like you're watching a church gathering take place, lookin' boy
"Oy vey, that boy's gay!" That's all they say, lookin' boy
You get a thumbs up, pat on the back
And a "Way to go" from your label every day, lookin' boy
Hey, lookin' boy! What you say, lookin' boy?
I get a "Hell, yeah" from Dre, lookin' boy
I'ma work for everything I have, never asked nobody for shit
Get outta my face, lookin' boy!
Basically, boy, you're never gonna be capable
Of keepin' up with the same pace, lookin' boy, 'cause-
I'm beginnin' to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
The way I'm racin' around the track, call me NASCAR, NASCAR
Dale Earnhardt of the trailer park, the White Trash God
Kneel before General Zod
This planet's Krypton-, no, Asgard, Asgard
So you'll be Thor and I'll be Odin
You rodent, I'm omnipotent
Let off, then I'm reloadin'
Immediately with these bombs I'm totin'
And I should not be woken
I'm the walkin' dead, but I'm just a talkin' head, a zombie floatin'
But I got your mom deep-throatin'
I'm out my Ramen Noodle
We have nothin' in common, poodle
I'm a Doberman, pinch yourself in the arm and pay homage, pupil
It's me, my honesty's brutal
But it's honestly futile if I don't utilize what I do though
For good at least once in a while
So I wanna make sure somewhere in this chicken scratch I scribble and doodle enough rhymes
To maybe try to help get some people through tough times
But I gotta keep a few punchlines
Just in case 'cause even you unsigned
Rappers are hungry lookin' at me like it's lunchtime
I know there was a time where once I
Was king of the underground
But I still rap like I'm on my Pharoahe Monch grind
So I crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you combine
Appeal with the skin color of mine
You get too big and here they come tryin'
To censor you like that one line
I said on "I'm Back" from The Mathers LP 1 when I
Tried to say I'll take seven kids from Columbine
Put 'em all in a line, add an AK-47, a revolver and a .9
See if I get away with it now that I ain't as big as I was, but I'm
Morphin' into an immortal, comin' through the portal
You're stuck in a time warp from 2004 though
And I don't know what the fuck that you rhyme for
You're pointless as Rapunzel with fuckin' cornrows
You write normal? Fuck being normal!
And I just bought a new raygun from the future
Just to come and shoot ya, like when Fabolous made Ray J mad
'Cause Fab said he looked like a fag at Mayweather's pad
Singin' to a man while he played piano
Man, oh man, that was a 24-7 special on the cable channel
So Ray J went straight to the radio station
The very next day, "Hey Fab, I'ma kill you!"
Lyrics comin' at you at supersonic speed (J.J. Fad)
Uh, summa-lumma, dooma-lumma, you assumin' I'm a human
What I gotta do to get it through to you I'm superhuman?
Innovative and I'm made of rubber so that anything
You say is ricochetin' off of me, and it'll glue to you and
I'm devastating, more than ever demonstrating
How to give a motherfuckin' audience a feeling like it's levitating
Never fading, and I know the haters are forever waiting
For the day that they can say I fell off, they'll be celebrating
'Cause I know the way to get 'em motivated
I make elevating music, you make elevator music
"Oh, he's too mainstream"
Well, that's what they do when they get jealous, they confuse it
"It's not hip-hop, it's pop, " 'cause I found a hella way to fuse it
With rock, shock rap with Doc
Throw on "Lose Yourself" and make 'em lose it
I don't know how to make songs like that
I don't know what words to use
Let me know when it occurs to you
While I'm rippin' any one of these verses that versus you
It's curtains, I'm inadvertently hurtin' you
How many verses I gotta murder to
Prove that if you were half as nice, your songs you could sacrifice virgins too?
Ugh, school flunky, pill junkie
But look at the accolades these skills brung me
Full of myself, but still hungry
I bully myself 'cause I make me do what I put my mind to
And I'm a million leagues above you
Ill when I speak in tongues, but it's still tongue-in-cheek, fuck you
I'm drunk, so, Satan, take the fucking wheel
I'ma sleep in the front seat
Bumpin' Heavy D and the Boyz, still "Chunky but Funky"
But in my head, there's something I can feel tugging and struggling
Angels fight with devils and here's what they want from me
They're askin' me to eliminate some of the women hate
But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred
I have, then you may be a little patient
And more sympathetic to the situation
And understand the discrimination
But fuck it, life's handin' you lemons? Make lemonade then!
But if I can't batter the women
How the fuck am I supposed to bake them a cake then?
Don't mistake him for Satan; it's a fatal mistake
If you think I need to be overseas and take a vacation
To trip a broad, and make her fall on her face and
Don't be a retard, be a king? Think not
Why be a king when you can be a god?

[Verse 1]
Come one, come all
A journey awaits you
Hear our call
May laughter take you
As you fall
Do not be afraid to
Lose it all
May the Circuits set you free!

[Chorus 1]
Brother, sister, friend and foe
Come behold our final show;
Raise the curtains, feast your eyes
Here where laughter never dies!
Feel the pounding of your heart
When the final encore starts
Close your eyes and hold your breath
Join us in this dance of...

[Bridge]
Death will surеly embrace you
Death and Chaos indeed!
Our dancе will awaken
Power driven by greed
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[Verse 2]
Come one, come all
A journey awaits you
Hear our call
As laughter takes you
You will fall
The way you were meant to
Lose it all
But nothing's what it seems

[Chorus 2]
Come and place your hand in mine
For you too will dance in time
Watch in awe and gasp for air
Meet your end, we'll take you there
On a slate that's white as snow
Our perfect world will grow
Until then we'll paint it red;
Join us in this dance of... death

Niezłomny jest związek republik swobodnych,

Ruś wielka na setki złączyła je lat.

Niech żyje potężny jednością narodów,

z ich woli zrodzony nasz kraj, Związek Rad!

Chwała ci, Ojczyzno, tyś ziemia swobody,

ludów przyjaźni ostoja i straż!

Sztandar radziecki, sztandar ludowy,

drogą zwycięstwa niech kraj wiedzie nasz!

Skroś burze świeciło nam słońce swobody,

nas wiódł wielki Lenin, wskazywał nam cel,

wychował nas Stalin w wierności ludowi,

do wielkich zapalił nas trudów i dzieł.

Chwała ci, Ojczyzno, tyś ziemia swobody,

szczęścia narodów ostoja i straż!

Sztandar radziecki, sztandar ludowy,

drogą zwycięstwa niech kraj wiedzie nasz!

Okrzepła nam armia w bitewnym mozole.

Najeźdźców zmieciemy, zetrzemy ich ślad!

My w bitwach stanowim o losach pokoleń,

my sławą okryjem ojczysty kraj Rad!

Chwała ci, Ojczyzno, tyś ziemia swobody,

sławy narodów ostoja i straż!

Sztandar radziecki, sztandar ludowy,

drogą zwycięstwa niech kraj wiedzie nasz

Fama tuba dante sonum
excitata vox preconum
clamat viris regionum
advenire virum bonum,
patrem pacis et patronum, 5
cui Vienna parat tronum.
multitudo marchionum;
turba strepens istrionum
iam conformat tono tonum.
genus omen balatronum 10
intrat ante diem nonum;
quisque sperat grande donum.

Nomen vatis vel personam
manifeste non exponam;
sed quem fuga fecit Ionam 15
per figuram satis bonam
Ione nomen ei ponam.

Lacrimarum fluit rivus
quas effundo fugitivus
intra cetum semivivus, 20
tuus quondam adoptivus;
sed pluralis genitivus
nequam nimis et lascivus
mihi factus est nocivus.

Voluptate volens frui 25
conparabar brute sui
nec cum sancto sanctus fui.
unde timens iram tui
sicut Ionas dei sui
fugam petens fuga rui. 30

Ionam deprehensum sorte
reum tempestatis orte,
condempnatum a cohorte
mox absorbent ceti porte.
sic et ego dignus morte 35
prave vivens et distorte
cuius carnes sunt absorte
(sed cor manet adhuc forte)
reus tibi vereor te
miserturum mihi forte. 40

Ecce Ionas tuus plorat,
culpam suam non ignorat,
pro qua cetus eum vorat:
veniam vult et implorat,
ut a peste qua laborat 45
solvas eum quem honorat
tremit colit et adorat.

Si remittas hunc reatum
et si ceto des mandatum,
cetus cuius os est latum 50
more suo dans hiatum
vomet vatem decalvatum
et ad portum destinatum
feret fame tenuatum,
ut sit rursus vates vatum 55
scribens opus tibi gratum.
te divine mentis fatum
ad hoc iussit esse natum,
ut decore probitatum
et exemplis largitatum 60
reparares mundi statum.

Hunc reatum si remittas,
inter enses et sagittas
tutus ibo quo me mittas,
hederaum ferens vittas. 65

Non timebo Ninivitas
neque gentes infronitas;
vincam vita patrum vitas
vitans ea que tu vitas.
poetria inauditas 70
scribam tibi, si me ditas.
Ut iam loquar manifeste;
paupertatis premor peste
stultus ego qui penes te
nummis equis victu veste 75
dies omnes duxi feste;
nunc insanus plus Oreste,
male vivens et moleste,
trutannizans inhoneste
omne festum duco meste; 80
res non eget ista teste.

Pacis auctor, ultor litis,
esto vati tuo mitis
neque credas imperitis;
genitivis iam sopitis 85
sanctior cum heremeits:
quicquid in me malum scitis
amputabo, si velitis.
ne nos apprehendat sitis,
ero palmes et tu vitis.

O ty, którego niegdyś królami były przodki,
Mecenasie, mój skarbie, mój opiekunie słodki!
Bywa, że człek niejeden żywi jeno pragnienie,
By roznieść kurzawę w olimpijskiej arenie,
A jeżeli osiągnie metę powózka chyża,
Mniema, iż go ku bogom palma zwycięstwa zbliża.
Inny znowu się wspina do kurulnych zaszczytów,
Zabiegając o względy tłumu zmiennych Kwirytów.
Tamten zaś opatruje zbożem własne spiżarnie,
Licząc, wiele też korcy z rynków libijskich zgarnie?
Ów zaś z zamiłowaniem ziemię pługiem obrabia;
Nigdy w myśl mu nie przyjdzie siąść na pokład korabia
I ze strachem żeglować przez cieśninę myrtojską:
Ponad skarby Attala woli zagrodę swojską.
Kupiec, gdy go na morzu groźny nęka huragan,
Chwali włości swe ciche, zyskom nie szczędzi nagan.
Lecz niebawem w świat płynie na skołatanej łodzi,
Boć niełatwo z dochodem niepokaźnym się zgodzi
Niejeden zaś wytrawny pieczeniarz, biesiad wyga,
Przed kielichem starego massyku się nie wzdryga,
Wśród łąki, co drzew cieniem i nurtem wody chłodnie,
Na gnuśnych wczasach całe przepędza popołudnie,
Wielu obóz pociąga — dźwięki trąb i surem,
Które przeczuciem wojny napełniają ponurem
Serca matek. — Myśliwy w kniei przepędza noce,
A gdy warchlak marsyjski w sidłach mu się szamoce
Lub gdy wierne ogary wpadną na trop jelonka,
Ja, gdy czoło uczone w święte przystroję bluszcze,
Bogom czuję się bratem, nie dbam o ludzi tłuszcze.
W chłodnym gaju, gdzie tańczą z Nimf orszakiem Satyry,
Polihymnia mi chętnie nastraja struny liry,
Euterpe mi wtóruje na swej sielskiej piszczałce,
A ja sobie i Muzom pieśń tę ajolską kształcę.
Jeśli na miano wieszcza zasłużyłem z twej strony
wierzę, iż sławą moją uderzę w nieboskłony.

Dzisiaj Wiedeń oferuje wrażeń moc
Spójrzcie jak jego blask opromienia wszystkich was
Szczęście i dostatek Wiedeń wszystkim może dać
pod warunkiem że ktoś będzie o to wszystko dbać
Ja potrzeby kraju tego znam
Sznurki władzy mogę trzymać sam
Starczy że ściągnę je i już tłum posłuszny jest
Twoja wola jest rozkazem uczynimy to co chcesz
Sznurki w tył sznurki w przód
Marionetki wprawiam w ruch
I znów tak tańczą jak im gram
Zamach stanu rewolucja grozi nam
W kraju szerzy się bunt
Niech pokrzyczą sobie ciut
Trzeba szybko działać zanim w ogniu stanie kraj
Niech wyszumi się lud i satysfakcję ma
Dobry strateg wie gdy plan się rwie
Wtedy trzeba nieco poluzować sznurki
Idźcie w tłum wesprzeć bunt i w proteście wznieście pięść
Niech poznają smak wolności zanim sznurki napnę znów
Pośród nas powstał już ruch co władzę przejąć chce
Ten bunt w zarodku trzeba zgnieść
Polityczny talent to do wszystkich zamków klucz
Władzę w ręku ma ten kto przewidzi każdy ruch
Stawiam kroczek w lewo liberałów zyskam głos
Skoczę w prawo i już narodowcy do mnie lgną
Ja obietnic wachlarz cały mam
Starczy by krytykom moim zamknąć usta
Stłumię krzyk zdławię bunt prowodyra znajdę i
Wokół szyi sznur okręcę
Nie wychyli się już nikt
Szczęście wam może dać ten kto sznurki władzy ma
I wie jak nie poplątać ich
Przywódca kraju umie łączyć wiele cech
Jednocześnie dobrotliwy i stanowczy
On ma zawsze plan i umie w życie wdrożyć go
Jego mocną stroną jest sztuka dyplomacji
Sznurki w tył sznurki w przód
Marionetki wprawiam w ruch
I o dziwo nawet cesarz podryguje pośród sług
Tańczcie więc
Bawcie się
I swobodą cieszcie się
Nikt z was nie musi myśleć sam
Śmiejmy się tańczmy tak jakby skończyć miał się świat
W tańcu dzisiaj się zatraćmy jeśli taką wolę ma
Rzućmy się w tańca wir i wolnością cieszmy się
Bo on uwolni nas od trosk
On ma moc
To ja mam moc
Siłę ma
On nam stworzy lepszy świat
Stworzę lepszy świat
On jest mądry sprawiedliwy
On jest bliski nam jak brat
Bliski wam jak brat
On ma wdzięk talent ma
On potrafi o nas dbać
Bo on potrzeby nasze zna
Bo ja potrzeby wasze znam
I dziś wystarczy że da znak
By świat tak tańczył jak on gra
Jak ja gram

CHORUS:
Heave lads! Ho lads!
Forget the comforts of home; you're a nomad
We've lost so much since we first started
Are our hearts cold or are we cold-hearted?
So pray to your lord or your foreman
That the sun might rise in the morning
They told us hell was warm
But our empire fell for shelter from the storm

VERSE 1:
On the run from London town
Nothing left but rubble there to plunder now
Torn asunder, buried underground
Beneath the tundra and a hundred weight of brothers drowned
Now we're gonna need another crown
So huddle round, hunker down, man the shovels, plough
And every hundred paces pray and lay another down
Another mother, son or lover lost, the frost is out
For lonely drifters in the snow drifts, won't be scuppered now
Stay devout, tough it out, til the sun is out
Trust the censor, shun dissenters, hunt and flush them out
Keep the faith and trust there's grace behind the thunderclouds
Or fall in line and march in time against the climate, proud
What are we becoming now?
Is this the life we prayed for?
Time is running out
There's nothing left but labour
We write our future in the ice like it was pen and paper
Leave for future generations more than just a generator
We must never waver; this is the price we pay for
Safety one day for our children on the path we pave them
In the end know that history depends
On an empire forged in the flames of what we gave up

CHORUS:
Heave lads! Ho lads!
Forget the comforts of home; you're a nomad
We've lost so much since we first started
Are our hearts cold or are we cold-hearted?
So pray to your lord or your foreman
That the sun might rise in the morning
They told us hell was warm
But our empire fell for shelter from the storm

VERSE 2:
Turn your collars to the wind
As our odyssey begins
Feel the ice creeping in until your bones sing
As the tempest descends and your ears ring
That's the bells of the church that we're preaching
Now grieving is a luxury we spun to weave our cloaks
Comfort, warmth, and plenty feel like centuries ago
The storm won't crush our spirits like a tent beneath the snow
Every upper lip gets stiff at 20 C below
No gold or silver, coal's the only thing of worth to me
The only precious metal to our name would be the mercury
That fragile strip of burgundy that ever hurtles to the deep
Alerting us as Mother Nature's taking every cursed degree
I've nothing left, my only treasure is my word to keep
Keep bellies filled, treat the ill, and preserve the heat
But can I keep the peace as we bleed through adversity?
How's a shepherd supposed to lead
Without a dog to herd the sheep?
These choices that I make, I make to save our nation
What's a little sawdust when you face annihilation?
Is childhood so sacred? Or just resources wasted?
Every value that I thought I had debased and razed to save us

CHORUS:
Heave lads! Ho lads!
Forget the comforts of home; you're a nomad
We've lost so much since we first started
Are our hearts cold or are we cold-hearted?
So pray to your lord or your foreman
That the sun might rise in the morning
They told us hell was warm
But our empire fell for shelter from the storm

VERSE 3:
Growing up they told no two snowflakes are the same
And every one's a wonder, something not to take in vain
Of Mother Nature's beauty
Of the universe at play
Seems she's abstained from duty, left us here and turned away
Fingers splintered into kindling and hearts as dark as coal
As heat and hope are dwindling we march towards our goal
Committed to the hymns we sing so after all is told
The generations after us aren't cast into the cold
So burn us in the furnace, let our souls ignite the flame
Use our bones to stoke the embers
Use our blood to oil the chains
We are nothing now but engines rending flesh to find a way
And as we fall we die to light a brighter day
Every shiver will deliver us deliverance in time
Burn the incense of our innocence and in a sense we thrive
Pray the future that we're building will be worth its weight in lives
So take heed but take no pity as the city must survive

Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored
He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword
His truth is marching on
Glory, Glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
His truth is marching on
I have seen Him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps
They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps
I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps
His day is marching on.
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
His day is marching on
I have read a fiery gospel writ in burnished rows of steel
"As ye deal with my contemners, so with you my grace shall deal"
Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with his heel
Since God is marching on
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Since God is marching on
He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat
He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment-seat
Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him! Be jubilant, my feet!
Our God is marching on
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Our God is marching on
In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea
With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me
As He died to make men holy, let us die to make men free
While God is marching on
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
While God is marching on