The City of Prague Philharmonic Orchestra — Over Hill (From "The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey") tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Over Hill (From "The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey")", wykonawca: The City of Prague Philharmonic Orchestra.
Tekst piosenki
Men of Harlech stop your dreaming
Can’t you see there spearpoints gleaming
See there warrior banners streaming
To this battlefeild
Men of Harlech stand ye steady
It can not be ever said ye
For the battle were not ready
Welshmen never yeild
Form the hills rebounding
Let his warcry sounding
Sound of all that cambridge calls
The mighty force surronding
Men of Harlech onto glory
This will ever be your story
Keep these burning words befor the
Welshmen will not yeild
Men of Harlech stop your dreaming
Can’t you see there spearpoints gleaming
See there warrior banners streaming
To this battlefeild
Men of Harlech stand ye steady
It can not be ever said ye
For the battle were not ready
Welshmen never yeild
Form the hills rebounding
Let his warcry sounding
Sound of all that cambridge calls
The mighty force surronding
Men of Harlech onto glory
This will ever be your story
Keep these burning words befor the
Welshmen will not yeild
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Men of Harlech stop your dreaming
Can ' t you see there spearpoints lśniące
# Patrz Warrior banners
To this battlefeild
Men of Harlech stand ye steady
"It can' t be ever said ye"
Do bitwy nie byli gotowi.
Welshmen never yeild
Form the hills rebounding
Niech zabrzmi jego warcry
Sound of all that cambridge calls
The mighty force
Men of Harlech on glory
This will ever be your story
Keep these burning words be for the
Welshmen will not yild
Men of Harlech stop your dreaming
Can ' t you see there spearpoints lśniące
# Patrz Warrior banners
To this battlefeild
Men of Harlech stand ye steady
"It can' t be ever said ye"
Do bitwy nie byli gotowi.
Welshmen never yeild
Form the hills rebounding
Niech zabrzmi jego warcry
Sound of all that cambridge calls
The mighty force
Men of Harlech on glory
This will ever be your story
Keep these burning words be for the
Welshmen will not yild