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Across the land, a sound of thunder

Hold the banners high

All the clans, we march together

Freedom for our kind

Here we come, from the mountains

The valleys and the fields

Now united, now or never

We will not retreat

We fight as one

We fight for justice

Hold the line – no retreat

We won‘t surrender

We die on our feet

Hold the line – no remorse

We won‘t abandon

Our glory, our cause

Freedom

Scorn the fear, no surrender

On this fields of war

Our lives and souls for freedom

This is who we are

On the fields of Banockburn

Heed the piper‘s call

For our land we show no mercy

We will give it all

In the year of our Lord 1314, patriots of Scotland

Starving and outnumbered

Charged the fields of Bannockburn

They fought like warrior poets,

They fought like Scotsmen

And they won their freedom.