Braveheart - Sons Of Scotland - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Now is the day, and now is the hour:

See the front of battle lour ,

See approach proud enemy's power -

Chains and slavery!

Who will be a traitor knave?

Who will fill a coward's grave?

Who so base as be a slave? -

Let him turn, and flea!

Who for Scotland's King and Law

Freedom's sword will strongly draw,

Freeman stand or freeman fall,

Let him follow me!

By oppression's woes and pains,

By your sons in servile chains,

We will drain our dearest veins

But they shall be free!

And dying in your beds many years from now, would you be willing to trade all the days from this day to that for one chance, just one chance to come back here and tell our enemies that they may take our lives, but they'll never take our Freedom!!!

Lay the proud usurpers low!

Tyrants fall in every foe!

Liberty is in every blow!

Let us free or die!