Raise the sky. We got to fly over the land, over the sea. Fate unwinds and if we die, souls arise. God, do not seize me please till victory. . Take arms, take aim, be without shame.
(Traditional). . There were three old gypsies came to our hall door. they came brave and boldly-o. And one sang high and the other sang low. and the other sang a raggle taggle gypsy-o.