Post marches from your cunt
Post marches from your cunt
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You literally can't get better than this
>tfw the brits sang it in st. paul's cathedral after 9/11
T-thanks greatest ally
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First time a foreign national anthem was ever played at Buckingham Palace
based friends
Best Irish march
let's break this anglo circlejerking
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This is better
One for the Germans
RIP in peace red army choir ;_;
I dislike gommies but this song is based
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Deep is our blow, our wrath invincible,
we have no mercy, no homeland.
Our whole happiness is at the tip of our swords,
our hearts may not give in.
Our war cry rings, enchanting the country,
which is severing its chains.
Our defiance may not tire,
until the people of Finland are free.
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This was is great, but the drums and the 'heia, hoho' made me think of dwarves from The Hobbit/LotR
My favorite rendition of the song
Finnish marches always sound festive to me
Lyrics (Original): The Son of God goes forth to war,
A kingly crown to gain;
His blood red banner streams afar:
Who follows in His train?
Who best can drink his cup of woe,
Triumphant over pain,
Who patient bears his cross below,
He follows in His train.
That martyr first, whose eagle eye
Could pierce beyond the grave;
Who saw his Master in the sky,
And called on Him to save.
Like Him, with pardon on His tongue,
In midst of mortal pain,
He prayed for them that did the wrong:
Who follows in His train?
A glorious band, the chosen few
On whom the Spirit came;
Twelve valiant saints, their hope they knew,
And mocked the cross and flame.
They met the tyrant’s brandished steel,
The lion’s gory mane;
They bowed their heads the death to feel:
Who follows in their train?
A noble army, men and boys,
The matron and the maid,
Around the Savior’s throne rejoice,
In robes of light arrayed.
They climbed the steep ascent of Heav’n,
Through peril, toil and pain;
O God, to us may grace be given,
To follow in their train.
Well they are, kinda mot of them are more or less like erika when it comes to lyrics. Cheerful.
Stars and Stripes Forever may be my favourite
Why not Men of Harlech?
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I like the big band style of Sousa/American marches
Watching fireworks while that plays when you're a kid is magical
Considered our 'unofficial' national anthem
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So much just thrown away in the name of tolerance. Pfft.
Lots of variation here
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literally laughing
for what porpoise
Why are kiwis so adorable
Someone has to be in the civilised world
New Zealand and Canada need accessories
Why?