Scotland the Brave

        

Depois do encontro com a turma do Zeno, regado à muita discussão e wisky, uma homenagem à grande Escócia e sua bebida nacional.

http://br.youtube.com/watch?v=U5bxT-j9UOQ&feature=related

Eis duas letras, a primeira é a oficial e segunda versão alternativa, a cantada no link é a segunda:

"Scotland the Brave" by Cliff Hanley

Hark when the night is falling
Hear! hear the pipes are calling,
Loudly and proudly calling,
Down through the glen.
There where the hills are sleeping,
Now feel the blood a-leaping,
High as the spirits
of the old Highland men.


Chorus
Towering in gallant fame,
Scotland my mountain hame,
High may your proud standards,
Gloriously wave,
Land of my high endeavour,
Land of the shining rivers,
Land of my heart for ever,
Scotland the brave.


High in the misty Highlands,
Out by the purple islands,
Brave are the hearts that beat
Beneath Scottish skies.
Wild are the winds to meet you,
Staunch are the friends that greet you,
Kind as the love that shines
from fair maidens' eyes.


Chorus


Far off in sunlit places,
Sad are the Scottish faces,
Yearning to feel the kiss
Of sweet Scottish rain.
Where tropic skies are beaming,
Love sets the heart a-dreaming,
Longing and dreaming for the homeland again.


Chorus

Letra Alternativa de John McDermott 'Scotland Forever,' para a mesma música:

Let Italy boast of her gay gilded waters,
Her vines and her bowers and her soft sunny skies,
Her sons drinking love from the eyes of her daughters,
Where freedom expires amid softness and sighs.

Scotland's blue mountains wild where hoary cliffs are piled,
Towering in grandeur are dearer tae me,
Land of the misty cloud land of the tempest loud,
Land of the brave and proud land of the free.

Enthroned on the peak of her own highland mountains,
The spirit of Scotia reigns fearless and free,
Her green tartan waving o'er blue rock and fountain,
And proudly she sings looking over the sea.

Here among my mountains wild I have serenely smiled,
When armies and empires against me were hurled,
Firm as my native rock I have withstood the shock,
Of England, of Denmark, or Rome and the world.

But see how proudly her war steeds are prancing,
Deep groves of steel trodden down in their path,
The eyes of my sons like their bright swords are glancing,
Triumphantly riding through ruin and death.

Bold hearts and nodding plumes wave o'er their bloody tombs,
Deepeyed in gore is the green tartan's wave,
Shivering are the ranks of steel dire is the horseman's wheel,
Victorious in battlefield Scotland the brave.

Bold hearts and nodding plumes wave o'er their bloody tombs,
Deepeyed in gore is the green tartan's wave,
Shivering are the ranks of steel dire is the horseman's wheel,
Victorious in battlefield Scotland the brave,
Victorious in battlefield Scotland the brave.

Não tem preço!

                                      

Débito no cartão dos outros é crédito!

Enquanto a imprensa pró esperneia para mostrar, mais uma vez, que as denúncias contra Nine Fingers são uma cortina de fumaça da oposição e da mídia golpista, vale a pena conferir a montagem dofilme A Queda e os cartões corporativos. Aí vai o link:

http://br.youtube.com/watch?v=kRiRKKO8HvU

 

OBS: o pessoal do casseta e planeta fazia essas montagens com muita competência, pena que tenham abandonado o truque por piadas de duplo sentido.

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