May the unknown soldier have crown of gold and diamond, a robe of silver and ruby drapes, and the flame that they died for and with that will be shared, for-filled, and eternal.

One of the lines in the song is about how tills loves Germany but he cannot forgive her for what she's done... honestly it's time to let it go...in the modern age Europe needs a strong Germany for defense she's on the right side of history now and with America looking like it make become the orange mans dictatorship the old world must be ready to stand against the new

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I want more from Vera Lynn please

Groovy Baby, Yeah 💃🕺🏼💃

Ciao puoi fare < fiamme nere> grazie Otimo lavoro

T-14 Armata?

Ой полным полна моя кoробушка Есть и ситец, и парча. Пожалей, душа-зазнобушка, Молодецкого плеча. Выйду, выйду в рожь высокую, Там до ночки погожу, Как завижу черноокую, Все товары разложу. Цены сам платил немалые, Не торгуйся, не скупись, Подставляй-ка губки алые, Ближе к молодцу садись. Вот уж пала ночь туманная, Ждёт удалый молодец... Чу, идёт! - пришла желанная, Продаёт товар купец. Катя бережно торгуется, Всё боится передать, Парень с де́вицей целуется, Просит цены набавлять. Знает только ночь глубокая, Как поладили они. Распрямись ты, рожь высокая, Тайну свято сохрани! Ой, легка, легка коробушка, Плеч не режет ремешок! А всего взяла зазнобушка Бирюзовый перстенёк. Дал ей ситцу штуку целую, Ленту алую для кос, Поясок - рубашку белую Подпоясать в сенокос... Все поклала ненаглядная В короб, кроме перстенька: «Не хочу ходить нарядная Без сердечного дружка!» То-то, дуры вы, молодочки! Не сама ли принесла Полуштофик сладкой водочки? А подарков не взяла! Так постой же! Нерушимое Обещаньице даю: Опорожнится коробушка, На Покров домой приду И тебя, душа-зазнобушка, В божью церковь поведу!" Вплоть до вечера дождливого Молодец бежит бегом И товарища ворчливого Нагоняет под селом. Старый Тихоныч ругается: "Я уж думал, ты пропал!" Ванька только ухмыляется - Я-де ситцы продавал!

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For anyone who needs the lyrics :In the merry month of June from me home I started Left the girls of Tuam nearly broken hearted Saluted Father dear, kissed me darling mother Drank a pint of beer, me grief and tears to smother Then off to reap the corn, leave where I was born Cut a stout blackthorn to banish ghosts and goblins A brand new pair of brogues, rattlin' o'er the bogs Frightenin' all the dogs on the rocky road to Dublin One two three four five Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road And all the way to Dublin, Whack fol lol le rah! In Mullingar that night I rested limbs so weary Started by daylight me spirits bright and airy Took a drop of the pure Keep me heart from sinking That's the Paddy's cure whenever he's on drinking To see the lassies smile, laughing all the while At me curious style, 'twould set your heart a bubblin' An' asked if I was hired, wages I required 'Till I was nearly tired of the rocky road to Dublin One two three four five Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road And all the way to Dublin, Whack fol lol le rah! In Dublin next arrived, I thought it such a pity To be soon deprived a view of that fine city Well then I took a stroll, all among the quality Bundle it was stole, all in a neat locality Something crossed me mind, when I looked behind No bundle could I find upon me stick a wobblin' Enquiring for the rogue, said me Connaught brogue Wasn't much in vogue on the rocky road to Dublin One two three four five Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road And all the way to Dublin, Whack fol lol le rah! From there I got away, me spirits never falling Landed on the quay, just as the ship was sailing The Captain at me roared, said that no room had he When I jumped aboard, a cabin found for Paddy Down among the pigs, played some funny rigs Danced some hearty jigs, the water round me bubbling When off Holyhead wished meself was dead Or better far instead On the rocky road to Dublin One two three four five Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road And all the way to Dublin, Whack fol lol le rah! The boys of Liverpool, when we safely landed Called meself a fool, I could no longer stand it Blood began to boil, temper I was losing Poor old Erin's isle they began abusing "Hurrah me soul!" says I, me shillelagh I let fly Some Galway boys were nigh and saw I was a hobble in With a loud "Hurray!" joined in the affray We quickly cleared the way for the rocky road to Dublin One two three four five Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road And all the way to Dublin, Whack fol lol le rah! Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road And all the way to Dublin, Whack fol lol le rah! Whack fol lol le rah! Whack fol lol le rah!

Que saudades de estudar alemão 🤦🏽‍♂️

Normal every day soldier: Is that a small child with a jetpack?

All units this for all units we have been compromised weapons free

Wir sind das Bauvolk der kommenden Welt We are the builders or the world to come Wir sind der Sämann, die Saat und das Feld We are the sower, the seed and the field Wir sind die Schnitter der kommenden Mahd We are the reapers of the coming harvest Wir sind die Zukunft und wir sind die Tat We are the future and we are the deed So flieg, du flammende, du rote Fahne So fly, you flaming, you red flag Voran dem Wege, den wir zieh'n up front on the road that we march on! Wir sind der Zukunft getreue Kämpfer We are loyal fighters of the future Wir sind die Arbeiter von Wien We are the workers of Vienna Herrn der Fabriken, ihr Herren der Welt Lords of the factories, you lords of the world Endlich wird eure Herrschaft gefällt Finally your rule is falling Wir, die Armee, die die Zukunft erschafft We, the army that creates the future Sprengen der Fesseln engende Haft Are breaking the chains of imprisonment So flieg, du flammende, du rote Fahne So fly, you flaming, you red flag Voran dem Wege, den wir zieh'n up front on the road that we march on! Wir sind der Zukunft getreue Kämpfer We are loyal fighters of the future Wir sind die Arbeiter von Wien We are the workers of Vienna Wie auch die Lüge uns schmähend umkreist Even if we are surrounded by lies Alles besiegend erhebt sich der Geist Victorious spirit rises up Kerker und Eisen zerbricht seine Macht Imprisonment and iron breaks his might Wenn wir uns ordnen zur letzten Schlacht When we prepare for the last battle So flieg, du flammende, du rote Fahne So fly, you flaming, you red flag Voran dem Wege, den wir zieh n Up front on the road that we march on! Wir sind der Zukunft getreue Kämpfer We are loyal fighters of the future Wir sind die Arbeiter von Wien We are the workers of Vienna!

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Glory glory man utd

ma perchè non vuoi farci contenti tutti e fare un nightcore dell'Inno dei giovani Fascisti? Samuele?

Как любитель СССР говорю,что это исполнение просто прекрасно,но оригинал мне нравится больше)

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MUST NOT TOUCH AMERICAS BOATS....

Мы дрались за мирное небо, за поле в цветах, за камушек, за каждую травинку.

Ah yes The war veteran child who is actually a businessman

Creo que en esa imagen veo a los vencedores de la batalla por Berlín ondear la bandera de la madre patria sobre el reichtag

Что поет Маша:

nice

love the chanting in the track

Wow

Wow❤

GÜNEY KORE

Do north korean "footsteps" song, that one is very cool

Sabaton: *creating song about battle that killed hundreds of thousands of innocent people and even more innocent animals* Nightcore: yeah let's remix it

We're making it out of Stalingrad with this one.

Hatred of the invading enemy is a most humane feeling. But it is born with such a pain of heart and torment of the soul that God forbid anyone to experience it a second time. Pavel Batov

Sounds like the 80s

Amazing video