| Honoured be Thy deeds
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| Leading our tribes against the aggressor
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| Outnumbered, a campaign that could not be won
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| (But forever Thy blood in my veins)
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| Gracious Spartan civilisation
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| Eternally blessed Thy war spirit
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| Surrounded by thousands of Persians
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| «Molon lave» a final proud statement
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| (None of thee survived
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| But Thy Hellenic glory is everlasting)
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| Noble was your cause, brave Vercingetorix
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| Sad the day of your sacrifice
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| An example to your Celt tribe
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| Dying in solitude
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| (But Thy soul) forever in my heart
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| Remember the moment Jerusalem fell
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| The shrieks of the conquered, the conqueror’s yell
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| The roofs that we fired, and the plunder we shared
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| The wealthy we slaughtered, the lovely we spared
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| Aris! |
| And Aris shone!
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| Mars! |
| And Mars rose!
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| Geuzen der Lage Landen
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| Van Antwerpen, Amsterdam tot Den Briel
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| Helden der Calvinistische droom
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| Nachtmerrie der Spaans/Roomse overheerser
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| Voor eeuwig Uw bloed in onze aderen
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| Noble was your cause, brave Vercingetorix
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| Sad the day of your sacrifice
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| Hear me, ancient forefather Ambiorix
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| Honoured be Thy deeds
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| Leading our tribes against the aggressor
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| Outnumbered, a campaign that could not be won
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| Forever Thy blood in my veins
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| Noble was your cause
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| Sad the day of your sacrifice
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| An example to our tribe |