Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Mother Europe , by - Ancient Rites. Song from the album Fatherland, in the genre Иностранный рокRelease date: 01.12.2010
Record label: Mascot Label Group
Song language: English
Mother Europe |
| Oh remember the proud Hellenic civilisation |
| The cradle of Europe where it all began |
| Or the Portuguese and Spanish Armada |
| Overwhelming Thy power, a tribute to the south |
| Bruges, Antwerp, Ghent forever in my heart |
| Representing medieval Flemish pride |
| Brave Teutonic, French and English knights |
| Thy shining armour now long vanished |
| Thy glory, however, forever remains |
| Praised be the Scandinavian hordes |
| Once the nightmare of the Christian world |
| I talk of not of mercy |
| I talk not of fear |
| The hopeless warriors of a Willing Doom |
| Children of Italia |
| In ancient times «Roma Caput Mundi» |
| De Verenigde Nederlanden, parel van het noorden |
| Belgium and The Netherlands stood as one |
| Mother Europe born from your womb |
| Mother Europe on Your soil shall be my tomb |
| I talk of not of mercy |
| I talk not of fear |
| The hopeless warriors of a Willing Doom |
| Oh what that gallant spirit shall resume |
| Leap from Europe’s bank and call Thee from the tomb |
| (Hail to the sons of eastern Europe |
| The Slavonian soul never fades) |
| Blessed are Scotland, Ireland and Bretagne |
| Where the Celtic dream still lives on |
| Shall be my tomb! |