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The struggle is over, the boys are defeated
Old Ireland s surrounded with sadness and gloom
We were defeated and shamefuIIy treated
And I, Robert Emmet, awaiting my doom

Hung, drawn and quartered, sure that was my sentence
But soon I will show them no coward am I
My crime is the love of the land I was born in
A hero I lived and a hero I ll die

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Bold Robert Emmet, the darling of Ireland
Bold Robert Emmet will die with a smile
Farewell companions both loyal and daring
I ll lay down my life for the Emerald Isle

The barque lay at anchor awaiting to bring me
Over the billows to the land of the free
But I must see my sweetheart for I know she will cheer me
And with her I will sail far over the sea

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But I was arrested and cast into prison
Tried as a traitor, a rebel, a spy
But no man can call me a knave or a coward
A hero I lived and a hero I ll die

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Hark! I the bell s tolling, I well know its meaning
My poor heart tells me it is my death knell
In come the clergy, the warder is leading
I have no friends here to bid me farewell
Goodbye, old Ireland, my parents and sweetheart
Companions in arms to forget you must try
I am proud of the honour, it was only my duty
A hero I lived and a hero I ll die

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Aimons-nous quand mme
Aimons-nous jour aprs jour
Aimons-nous quand mme
Aimons-nous malgr l amour

Aimons-nous de rage
Aimons-nous mais sans piti
Aimons-nous en cage
Aimons-nous sans amiti

Deux mille ans de haine
N ont rien changl amour
Pour briser nos chanes
Sonnent canons et tambours

C est...

Yeah...it s been so long(oh)
I find myself still thinkin about you.
Do you ever think about me?(ever think about me)
Check this out girl

All those nights that we kissed
All those nights that I miss
Holding hands as your man for sure
We...

A long, long time ago there lived an Indian boy,
When he came upon this Earth he brought his family joy.
A paranoid young brave was he, inside his frame was some misery,
He heard the other warriors talking angrily bout the white man taking over his country.
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Myślę o ludziach którzy wstali godzinę temu
Pobudka, to ich koniec odpoczynku od problemów
Ja wstanę pewnie koło szesnastej, napiszę tekst
Co mam pisać że chujowo jest? A przecież to wiesz
Więc napiszę że jestem kozakiem i mam wszystkich w...

Devided we stand in the light of a frozen sun
Cursing the gods we have become
We steal the fire from the sacred heart
And bleed the wine unholy
We fall in love with the serpent s song
And fear nothing

In the Nightside of Eden
We re born...