rosu
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bj3n02CQJiU
A black eagle glided above the coast
He swore to be victorious
From all sides, the crows sneak in
In the furrows and the country lanes
But suddenly, the gallic rooster sings
"cocorico, rise little soldier"
"The sun is shining, everywhere cannons thunders"
"Young hero, here comes the great fight"
And Verdun the victorious
Let out a shout, wich carries out there
The echoes of the sides of the Meuse
"Halt ! You shall not pass !"
No more disdain, no more arrogance
Run away barbarians and lackays
Here is France's door
And you will never pass
The enemies advance in rage
Gigantic waves of a living ocean
Spreading death in their path
Blinded in noise, massacre and blood
They are about to pass when, raising his head
An officer, in a last effort
Although dying, shoots "to the bayonets !"
"Hardi guys, may the greats rise and stand up !"
Chorus
But our children, in a sublime momentum
Rised and soon the black eagle
With rage in his heart, impotent in his crime
Saw his last hope vanish
The vile crows, in front of the french soul
Fall bloodied, it's the last stand
While we sing "La Marseillaise"
Assassins flee in front of the soldiers
Chorus
You shall never pass
A black eagle glided above the coast
He swore to be victorious
From all sides, the crows sneak in
In the furrows and the country lanes
But suddenly, the gallic rooster sings
"cocorico, rise little soldier"
"The sun is shining, everywhere cannons thunders"
"Young hero, here comes the great fight"
And Verdun the victorious
Let out a shout, wich carries out there
The echoes of the sides of the Meuse
"Halt ! You shall not pass !"
No more disdain, no more arrogance
Run away barbarians and lackays
Here is France's door
And you will never pass
The enemies advance in rage
Gigantic waves of a living ocean
Spreading death in their path
Blinded in noise, massacre and blood
They are about to pass when, raising his head
An officer, in a last effort
Although dying, shoots "to the bayonets !"
"Hardi guys, may the greats rise and stand up !"
Chorus
But our children, in a sublime momentum
Rised and soon the black eagle
With rage in his heart, impotent in his crime
Saw his last hope vanish
The vile crows, in front of the french soul
Fall bloodied, it's the last stand
While we sing "La Marseillaise"
Assassins flee in front of the soldiers
Chorus
You shall never pass