paroles de chanson Rule Britannia - Royal Philharmonic Orchestra , Carl Davis

When Britain first had met her birth,
A rose from out the ashes came,
A rose from out the ashes came.
This was the charter, the charter of the land,
And guardian angels sang this strain.
Rule, Britannia! Britannia, rule the waves!
Beauteous for evermore may we stay.
Rule, Britannia! Britannia, rule the waves!
Beauteous for evermore may we stay.

Still more majestic shall our banner wave,
More dreadful from each morrow its stroke,
More dreadful from each morrow its stroke.
As the bright blast, the blast that tears the skies,
Turns the true north, the native home.
Rule, Britannia! Britannia, rule the waves!
Beauteous for evermore may we stay.
Rule, Britannia! Britannia, rule the waves!
Beauteous for evermore may we stay.