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"Музыкальный бизнес - это огромная грязная ложь и больше ничего"

Джон Шаффер

Waterloo

Usher in the rally cries
Revolution's here again
The emperors bonds are broken
And free he shall remain

Escape, though narrow was demand
While his reign remained in view
This fight for France through bitter end
He must see it though

Coalition forms of many lands
Against Napoleon, West to east
The dogs of war will take to arms
And soon will be unleashed

Prussian, Russian, and Austrian
All follow British lead
At the allies helm is Wellington
Who must make his foe concede

For settlement of destiny
Soon you will be forced to see
Nations aligning against you
Marking your time
Your reign is through

As you see a 100 days come to an end

For settlement of destiny
Soon you will be forced to see
Nations aligning against you
Marking your time
Your reign is through

It lies before you, fate's all before you

Quickly the allies gather force to the Franco Belgain line
While 124,000 French march there in double time
As the battle begins, Napoleon springs his audacious plan
He'll attack them on two fronts, splitting up his warring band

As the Prussians sound retreat
Behind they leave 10,000 slain
Most of their force is still intact
and will live to fight again

Wellington, who felt the loss of 5,000 men
Would feel more under killing fire, bombardment from the French

Of all the wars I have waged
To propel my nations might
For this I'll be remembered
From now, until the end of time
To the victor goes the spoils
I may die an impoverished man
For in the end I am he
Who's dealt the cruelest hand

The French force was swift and sure
But their attack would be repelled
And though the center (buckled)
The Anglo-Dutch line would be held

And as fate or skill would have it
And army moves in from the east
The Prussians, who slipped through his hands
Would soon spell his defeat

The French lines now are broken
And being open to attack
The emperor has no choice
And the old guard calls him back

There were 45,000 wounded or dead
When the fight was finally through
On a 3 mile square the battlefield
Near a town named Waterloo

 
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