Peste noire – La bataille de Sarcelles Lyrics
Artist: Peste noire
Song: La bataille de Sarcelles
” Oyez riz-pain-sel, demi-solde et jaunes gilets, prétez-moi une oreille pour ouïr cette bataille sans pareille :
Le Roi, regardant ses soldats, louait les dieux de ce quil voyait lå, si grand foison de casse-cou, et testes brülées. Les plus hardis de son ost, montés sur coursiers motorisés tapaient des roue-arriére en brandissant moult fanions å croix celtique. Chez le peuple
François il y avait grand désir de dérompre les sa ? 1 pour se venger des destourbiers reçus au temps présent
Et là eut grosses paroles, et reproches moult félonesses, entre Messire de Valfunde et Abdallah de Sarcelles
La bataille commença au vespre tout tard. II y eut grand froissis et grand boutis, et donnés et reçus maints horions de tonfas, de battes de baseball et d’autres batons de guerre
Et nous chargeåmes les é?1/2 de nos tR en caviardant le Ciel de projectiles divers
Et nous marchåmes fiers, au milieu des tessons, entonnant des chansons aux devises meurtrières
Puis jetèrent feux, et gros carreaux, pour tout dérompre
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La bataille de Sarcelles Lyrics – English Translation
“Oyez rice-to-salt, half-balance and yellow vests, let me take an ear for ough this battle unparalleled:
The king, looking at his soldiers, praised the gods of what he saw Lå, if Great Option of a breakwater, and tests Brüleas. The boldest of his Ost, mounted on motorized flowers tapped wheelwhounds by brandishing Moult Fanions Celtic Cross. In the people
François There was great desire to disturb the SA? 1 to take revenge of the destroys received at the present time
And there had big words, and reproaches Moult Felonses, between the messire of Valfunde and Abdallah de Sarcelles
The battle started at Vespes first. There was great fridge and large, and received and received many Tonfas horions, baseball bats and other warbags
And we loaded the e? 1/2 of our tr by cavarding the sky of various projectiles
And we are proud, in the middle of the shards, sinking songs with murder currencies
Then threw lights, and big tiles, to disturb everything
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Peste noire Lyrics – La bataille de Sarcelles
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From the album:
La Peste Noire
Release Year: 2019