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Rudolf Friml - Song of the Vagabonds tekstowo zapisana

Tekst piosenki Song of the Vagabonds

Come all you Beggars of Paris town,
You lousy rabble of low degree
(Chorus: You rabble of low degree!)
Well spare King Louis to keep his crown
And save our city from Burgundy
(Chorus: Our city from Burgundy)
You and I are good for nothing but to die
We can die for Liberty.

Sons of toil and danger,
Will you serve a stranger
And bow down to Burgundy
Sons of shame and sorrow,
Will you cheer tomorrow
For the crown of Burgundy?

Onward! Onward! Swords against the Foe
Forward! Forward the lily banners go!
Sons of France around us,
Break the chain that bound us,
And to Hell with Burgundy!

Sons of toil and danger,
Will you serve a stranger
And bow down to Burgundy
Sons of shame and sorrow,
Will you cheer tomorrow
For the crown of Burgundy?
Onward! Onward! Swords against the Foe
Forward! Forward the lily banners go!
Sons of France around us,
Break the chain that bound us,
And to Hell with Burgundy!

Rudolf Friml - Song of the Vagabonds Tekst piosenki

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