si vous chantez Brassens à Limerick, je pense franchement que cela ferra chanté cette meme chanson au Michelin et se serré énorme vraiment énorme peut tu envoyé les paroles de ces chanson brendan s'il te plait
The Fields of Athenry
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Stand up and Fight Munster
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Stand Up & Fight
Thanks a lot,
I'm sure i'm glad to be
To be where I can see, so many friends of mine
How i've been doin? How I've been doin?
If you really wanna know the truth i'm doing fine
Seventeen the seasons in a row, and only five unpoints,
The rest was all KO
Gipson and Johnson, Murphy and Bronson,
One by one they come and one by one
To dream and they go
How's it done, you ask me how's it done
I gotta train a man, who taught me all I know
Sure feels good to have him in my parlor
Hear his voice, a whisper and low
Big boy, remember, Big boy, remember:
Stand Up and Fight until you hear the bell
Stand toe to toe,
Trade blow for blow
Keep punchin' till you make your punches tell
Show that crowd what you know,
Until you hear that bell, that final bell,
Stand Up and fight like hell
When you fight, out in the open air
In the patch of light, the ring looks small and white
Out in the blackness, Out in the blackness
You can feel a hundred thousand eyes filling the night
See the red Abe lincon in the dark and make em poke her darts
Around the baseball parks
People are quiet, then there's a riot,
Someone throws a punch it lands it right smack on the mark!
Someone's hurt, you kinda think it's you,
You hang across the ropes, it's all you wanna do
Then you look round and see your trainer's eyes
Begging you to see through, they say remember Big boy, remember:
Stand Up and Fight until you hear the bell
Stand toe to toe,
Trade blow for blow
Keep punchin' till you make your punches tell
Show that crowd what you know,
Until you hear that bell, that final bell,
Stand Up and fight like hell!!
The Fields of Athenry - Lyrics The Song - ASF format
By the lonely prison wall I heard a young girl calling,
Michael, they are taking you away,
For you stole Trevelyn's corn,
So the young might see the morn,
Now a prison ship lies waiting in the bay.
CHORUS:
Low, lie the fields of Athenry,
Where once we watched the small free birds fly
Our love was on the wing,
We had dreams and songs to sing
It's so lonely round the fields of Athenry.
By a lonely prison wall I heard a young man calling,
Nothing matters Mary when you're free,
Against the Famine and the Crown,
I rebelled they ran me down,
Now you must raise our child with
dignity.
REPEAT CHORUS
By a lonely harbour wall She watched the last star falling
And that prison ship sailed out against the sky
Sure she'll wait and hope and pray
For her love in Botany Bay,
It's so lonely round the fields of Athenry.
REPEAT CHORUS
Une tres belle chanson d'amour
