It was the year of '93
The French did plant an olive tree
The symbol of great liberty
And the people danced around it
O was not I telling you
The French declared courageously
That Equality, Freedom and Fraternity
Would be the cry of every nation
In '94 a new campaign
The tools of darkness did maintain
Gall's brave sons did form a league
And their foes they were dumb-founded
They gave to Flanders liberty
And all its people they set free
The Dutch and Austrians home did flee
And the Dukes they were confounded
Behold may all of Human-kind
Emancipated with the French combine
May laurels green all on them shine
And their sons and daughters long wear them
May every tyrant shake with dread
And tremble for their guilty head
May the Fleur-de-Lis in dust be laid
And they no longer wear them
For Church and State in close embrace
Is the burden of the Human Race
And people tell you to your face
That long you will repent it.
For Kings in power and preaching drones
Are the cause of all your heavy groans
Down from your pulpits, down from your thrones
You will tumble unlamented.
O was not I telling you
The French declared courageously
That Equality, Freedom and Fraternity
Would be the cry of every nation
The French did plant an olive tree
The symbol of great liberty
And the people danced around it
O was not I telling you
The French declared courageously
That Equality, Freedom and Fraternity
Would be the cry of every nation
In '94 a new campaign
The tools of darkness did maintain
Gall's brave sons did form a league
And their foes they were dumb-founded
They gave to Flanders liberty
And all its people they set free
The Dutch and Austrians home did flee
And the Dukes they were confounded
Behold may all of Human-kind
Emancipated with the French combine
May laurels green all on them shine
And their sons and daughters long wear them
May every tyrant shake with dread
And tremble for their guilty head
May the Fleur-de-Lis in dust be laid
And they no longer wear them
For Church and State in close embrace
Is the burden of the Human Race
And people tell you to your face
That long you will repent it.
For Kings in power and preaching drones
Are the cause of all your heavy groans
Down from your pulpits, down from your thrones
You will tumble unlamented.
O was not I telling you
The French declared courageously
That Equality, Freedom and Fraternity
Would be the cry of every nation
envoyé par Bernart Bartleby - 3/11/2014 - 14:35
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Canzone di autore anonimo dalla ribellione irlandese del maggio-settembre 1798, quando gli United Irishmen, sulla scorta delle rivoluzioni americana e francese, tentarono l’insurrezione contro i dominatori inglesi, convinti del supporto delle truppe francesi, che però fu scarso e non determinante. La ribellione fallì e molti dirigenti irlandesi furono catturati e giustiziati. Fra di loro Wolfe Tone, che preferì suicidarsi prima dell’esecuzione.
Ripresa da Karan Casey nel suo disco “The Winds Begin To Sing” del 2001.
The Winds Begin To Sing