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出演艺人
Merry Hell
Merry Hell
表演者
作曲和作词
Bob Kettle
Bob Kettle
词曲作者

歌词

Many miles I have wandered, on the paths of my homeland By rivers, through woodland, and by the sea side On its streets I have seen those with greed and hate in their eyes And those with their hearts and their hands open wide All my life has been blessed by its thunderstorm summer times By misty gold autumns, by fires in the snow By rainbows, by bluebells, by radiant spring times In the wild windy meadows, where the dandelions blow There are some who would change this fair home to a prison To enslave the many, and bow to the few The robbers, the racists, the breakers of faces Who hide behind masks and the red white and blue So stand up, come on England, live up to your history Your heart can't be held in a flag or a crown Raise your tea cups and glasses, you bold lads and lasses And drink to the spirit that will never lie down For I come from the land of the diggers and levellers The fighters for freedom and our national health The beaten mistreated but never defeated The builders and guardians of the true commonwealth Only lovin' can save us, only givin' will raise us So welcome all travellers to sweet liberty And raise all your voices to defend our democracy For equality, justice, and community So stand up, come on England, live up to your history Your heart can't be held in a flag or a crown Raise your teacups and glasses, you bold lads and lasses And drink to the spirit that will never lie down So stand up, come on England, live up to your history Your heart can't be held in a flag or a crown Raise your teacups and glasses, you bold lads and lasses And drink to the spirit that will never lie down And drink to the spirit that will never lie down
Writer(s): Robert Kettle Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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