O Flower of Scotland When will we see Your like again, That fought and died for, Your wee bit Hill and Glen, And stood against him, Proud Edward's Army, And sent him homeward, Tae think again.
The Hills are bare now, And Autumn leaves Lie thick and still, O'er land that is lost now, Which those so dearly held, That stood against him, Proud Edward's Army, And sent him homeward, Tae think again.
Those days are past now, And in the past They must remain, But we can still rise now, And be the nation again, That stood against him, Proud Edward's Army, And sent him homeward, Tae think again.
O Flower of Scotland, When will we see Your like again, That fought and died for, Your wee bit Hill and Glen, And stood against him, Proud Edward's Army, And sent him homeward, Tae think again.
ich glaube in den Glasgower Pubs, in denen sich die Celtic-Fans treffen, ist jetzt absolute Hochstimmung! "Rangers are shite...!" wird da jetzt gesungen, das ist für die die "andere schottische Nationalhymne".
crusher schrieb: Mittlerweile ein richtig guter Kick, wie ich finde.
Schön zu sehen, wie wenig die Spieler lamentieren, obwohl der Schiri so einiges durchgehen lässt. Nicht so wie Fenin zur Zeit...
Wie geht's Deinem Auge?
Ok, vielleicht kein Topspiel, aber wenigstens mehr Tempo drin. Stimmung auch gut von Petersburger Seite, und der Schiri pfeift nun wirklich wenig. Hier hätte es schon Gelbe gehagelt, trotz gespielten Balles.
Guck, da waren die Russinnen wieder.
Mist, Bier geholt! :neutral-face
O Flower of Scotland
When will we see
Your like again,
That fought and died for,
Your wee bit Hill and Glen,
And stood against him,
Proud Edward's Army,
And sent him homeward,
Tae think again.
The Hills are bare now,
And Autumn leaves
Lie thick and still,
O'er land that is lost now,
Which those so dearly held,
That stood against him,
Proud Edward's Army,
And sent him homeward,
Tae think again.
Those days are past now,
And in the past
They must remain,
But we can still rise now,
And be the nation again,
That stood against him,
Proud Edward's Army,
And sent him homeward,
Tae think again.
O Flower of Scotland,
When will we see
Your like again,
That fought and died for,
Your wee bit Hill and Glen,
And stood against him,
Proud Edward's Army,
And sent him homeward,
Tae think again.
Jetzt hab ich sie gesehen!
Der komplette Katalog 08 is am Start
Ich nehm' die kleine, in der Mitte links.
Ok, vielleicht kein Topspiel, aber wenigstens mehr Tempo drin. Stimmung auch gut von Petersburger Seite, und der Schiri pfeift nun wirklich wenig. Hier hätte es schon Gelbe gehagelt, trotz gespielten Balles.