Riding to Hastings, Treading the stone
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Wretched of forces for the last war
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Harold arrived in time
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To stop the enemy's ride
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Near to defeat, he should collide
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With all William's ardour before he dies
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But his stubbornness gave him the strength
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To fight for a future gain
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Exploits and bloodshed stained those lands
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The scream of heroes still resounds over the battleground
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Waves of defenders armed with steel
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Led by the Norman to Telham Hill
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Were ready to pass through the Bridge of Spears
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And to face the growing fears
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Holy clouds darkened the sky
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When the kings delivered these blessed words:
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"Brothers in battle, this war could be the way of no return"
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But this hardness soothed the hearts
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Silence preceded the harrowing wait
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Men were praying God
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Holy defenders of faith
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Held the ties of loyalty
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Aware of a glorious death
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They decided to face the threat ,
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standing the pain with grandiose pride
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Holders of power relive
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Remembered through the women's cry
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Away from home
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They decided to face their fate towards
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the torment of their sacrifice
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Ante lucem acies trucies
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Processerunt sine metu
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Duo duces paraverunt rationes proximae pugnae
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"Profundite vitam pro nostro domino"
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And the darkness flooded their hearts
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Silence preceded the harrowing wait
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Men were praying God
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Holy defenders of faith
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Held the ties of loyalty
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Aware of a glorious death
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They decided to face the threat ,
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standing the pain with grandiose pride
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Holders of power relive
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Remembered through the women's cry
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Away from home
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They decided to walk the way
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Raising the flag of the reign
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([choir:] RAISING THE FLAG)
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Nourishing few consolations inside
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But ready to face the torment of their sacrifice
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The Sight Of Telham Hill
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| Thy Majestie |
