The son of Centill now falls like the rain
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He tried to defend our precious land
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His name is Vercingetorix - The hero of all the Gaulish
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The king of higher truth
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Joining the tribe men, the force is gathered
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The ancient ones against Rome
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Beholding our wine
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Their chief was Caesar, the great man of the Empire
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We've invoked our ancient gods to lead the fight
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We are the warriors who followed the great man in the battle of Gergovia
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What will we do now?
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Our boss have been captured
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Please Taran help us to lead the battle
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From where we've passed we've burned the villages
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To finish their food and all their store
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But when we fought in Alesia
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The sky turn's to black - Oh Gods!
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They took our prince to the ugly empire
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What can we do? Oh Gods help us!
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The sky must fall down over our heads
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The sky must fall down over our heads
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Praised was our prince - the bravest man
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We are the warriors who followed the great man in the battle of Gergovia
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What are we going to do now?
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Our boss have been captured
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Please Taran help us to lead (win) the battle
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So he was taken to the empire
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Treated like a slave
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He had to give our swords to Caesar
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OH! Gods our dreams now turn to ashes
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What can we do?
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Our symbol of force is no longer
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But his memory is still in our hearts
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Let us unite the tribes again
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Vercingetorix
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| Tuatha De Danann |
