Songtext von Braveheart

(the hero of our story, strong honourable, A giant of a man, brother of the murdered king...) A giant of a man was he Hewn from wood and stone With arms the crush The life from you And a sword that smites the bone His quest in life Was honour bound Believing in the faith The mightiest of empires quaked When braveheart spake the words Strike hard strike fast Cut the rebels down Strike hard strike fast And the duke will breathe his last And all the peoples Far and wide They listened to his words Defender of the souls was he For vengeance he did thirst The duke had cast His armies wide His troops they never tired Can nothing stop His deadly hordes Who storm through field and mire Strike hard strike fast Cut the rebels down Strike hard strike fast And the duke will breathe his last Braveheart! While