LRC歌词

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[00:11.81]On the plains, pointing to the heavens,
[00:14.51]on the wind horns of the bull play,
[00:17.39]to the world send the mighty screams!
[00:20.42]The warpipes of rising suns –
[00:27.46]the celtic formed pantheon.
[00:30.13]We hail O thee great Camulus! (Forever!)
[00:35.93]The leaf on the oak of far!
[00:36.53]We hail O thee great Camulus!
[00:40.88]The God of the ram and war!
[00:41.63]Chorus of courage praise your victory,
[00:46.16]riding the highlands and the low!
[00:57.65]Sent from the Remi comes the tribal God!
[01:11.99]Carved into history and stone!
[01:18.87]Across the fields you roam.
[01:21.69]Battlefield open to be conquered,
[01:24.45]to the wilds of northern Gauls
[01:27.24]you remain powerful and strong!
[01:32.73]In the night – hear us calling!
[01:35.37]In the dawn – shape salvation!
[01:38.16]In the day – fight and triumph bring!
[01:42.86]Now hear the returning sound
[01:46.97]expanding ‘cross Britain's bounds!
[01:51.14]We hail O thee great Camulus! (Forever!)
[01:56.86]The leaf on the oak of far!
[02:01.09]We hail O thee great Camulus!
[02:07.06]The God of the ram and war!
[02:16.39]Wielding your secret sword, invincible,
[02:22.69]Ares you'll soon be striking down!
[02:24.64]Victims of Celtic spirits turn to run,
[02:30.22]facing destruction unconstrained!
[03:23.74]Master to us all!

文本歌词


On the plains, pointing to the heavens,
on the wind horns of the bull play,
to the world send the mighty screams!
The warpipes of rising suns –
the celtic formed pantheon.
We hail O thee great Camulus! (Forever!)
The leaf on the oak of far!
We hail O thee great Camulus!
The God of the ram and war!
Chorus of courage praise your victory,
riding the highlands and the low!
Sent from the Remi comes the tribal God!
Carved into history and stone!
Across the fields you roam.
Battlefield open to be conquered,
to the wilds of northern Gauls
you remain powerful and strong!
In the night – hear us calling!
In the dawn – shape salvation!
In the day – fight and triumph bring!
Now hear the returning sound
expanding ‘cross Britain's bounds!
We hail O thee great Camulus! (Forever!)
The leaf on the oak of far!
We hail O thee great Camulus!
The God of the ram and war!
Wielding your secret sword, invincible,
Ares you'll soon be striking down!
Victims of Celtic spirits turn to run,
facing destruction unconstrained!
Master to us all!

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