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Ancient Rites - On Golden Fields (De Leeuwen Dansen)
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We ask not the pleasure that riches supply
Our weapons shall regain
What betrayers must buy
Throwing back the invaders
Reigning our land and waves
And finally teach these nobles
What it means to be slaves

Far more large in numbers
Better armed they came
But are it not our cities
That these rascals claimed?
A victory rather certain
They held within their hands
But courage, craft and justice
Gave us a stronger hand

Bloodstained flags
Hear our men roar
But under foreign rule
Bloodstained flags
Hear our men roar
We shall suffer no more

We shall suffer no more!

Het Vlaamse heir staat immer pal
Daar t winnen of daar t sterven zal
Alhier, aldaar aan lange lansen
De leeuwen dansen, de leeuwen dansen

Oh, land of the Flanders
From field to shore
Shall view us as victors

Oh, land of the Flanders
From field to shore
Shall view us as victors
Or view us no more!

For victory was ours against all odds
Truly a miracle in a world without gods

Bloodstained flags
Hear our men roar
But under foreign rule
Bloodstained flags
Hear our men roar
We shall suffer no more

We shall suffer no more!

(I close my eyes. A voice from a century buried by time and dust teaches my
ears. And the troubadour sings:)

Het Vlaamse heir staat immer pal
Daar t winnen of daar t sterven zal
Alhier, aldaar aan lange lansen
De leeuwen dansen, de leeuwen dansen

En de leeuwen dansen
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<b>Ancient Rites - On Golden Fields (De Leeuwen Dansen)</b><br><marquee direction="up" scrollamount="2" width="300"> We ask not the pleasure that riches supply<br /> Our weapons shall regain<br /> What betrayers must buy<br /> Throwing back the invaders<br /> Reigning our land and waves<br /> And finally teach these nobles<br /> What it means to be slaves<br /> <br /> Far more large in numbers<br /> Better armed they came<br /> But are it not our cities<br /> That these rascals claimed?<br /> A victory rather certain<br /> They held within their hands<br /> But courage, craft and justice<br /> Gave us a stronger hand<br /> <br /> Bloodstained flags<br /> Hear our men roar<br /> But under foreign rule<br /> Bloodstained flags<br /> Hear our men roar<br /> We shall suffer no more<br /> <br /> We shall suffer no more!<br /> <br /> Het Vlaamse heir staat immer pal<br /> Daar t winnen of daar t sterven zal<br /> Alhier, aldaar aan lange lansen<br /> De leeuwen dansen, de leeuwen dansen<br /> <br /> Oh, land of the Flanders<br /> From field to shore<br /> Shall view us as victors<br /> <br /> Oh, land of the Flanders<br /> From field to shore<br /> Shall view us as victors<br /> Or view us no more!<br /> <br /> For victory was ours against all odds<br /> Truly a miracle in a world without gods<br /> <br /> Bloodstained flags<br /> Hear our men roar<br /> But under foreign rule<br /> Bloodstained flags<br /> Hear our men roar<br /> We shall suffer no more<br /> <br /> We shall suffer no more!<br /> <br /> (I close my eyes. A voice from a century buried by time and dust teaches my<br /> ears. And the troubadour sings:)<br /> <br /> Het Vlaamse heir staat immer pal<br /> Daar t winnen of daar t sterven zal<br /> Alhier, aldaar aan lange lansen<br /> De leeuwen dansen, de leeuwen dansen<br /> <br /> En de leeuwen dansen </marquee><br>Lyrics provided by <a href="http://www.musiclyricsatoz.com/lyrics"><u>http://www.musiclyricsatoz.com/lyrics</u></a>

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Ancient Rites - On Golden Fields (De Leeuwen Dansen)
We ask not the pleasure that riches supply
Our weapons shall regain
What betrayers must buy
Throwing back the invaders
Reigning our land and waves
And finally teach these nobles
What it means to be slaves

Far more large in numbers
Better armed they came
But are it not our cities
That these rascals claimed?
A victory rather certain
They held within their hands
But courage, craft and justice
Gave us a stronger hand

Bloodstained flags
Hear our men roar
But under foreign rule
Bloodstained flags
Hear our men roar
We shall suffer no more

We shall suffer no more!

Het Vlaamse heir staat immer pal
Daar t winnen of daar t sterven zal
Alhier, aldaar aan lange lansen
De leeuwen dansen, de leeuwen dansen

Oh, land of the Flanders
From field to shore
Shall view us as victors

Oh, land of the Flanders
From field to shore
Shall view us as victors
Or view us no more!

For victory was ours against all odds
Truly a miracle in a world without gods

Bloodstained flags
Hear our men roar
But under foreign rule
Bloodstained flags
Hear our men roar
We shall suffer no more

We shall suffer no more!

(I close my eyes. A voice from a century buried by time and dust teaches my
ears. And the troubadour sings:)

Het Vlaamse heir staat immer pal
Daar t winnen of daar t sterven zal
Alhier, aldaar aan lange lansen
De leeuwen dansen, de leeuwen dansen

En de leeuwen dansen
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