Victory Rose, bloom through the smoke of the war we lost,

your petals still hold the red of our last dawn.

We ran with broken flags, hearts beating like torn drums,

but you grew from the crack in the soldier’s steel song.

No crown, no king, only the echo of our burning name—

yet you rise, scent of gunpowder and rain,

a silent promise stitched in thunder and moss:

even in defeat, we are not gone.

Victory Rose, keep your thorn open for the wind,

let it carry the breath we couldn’t finish—

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Notre Dame, rise high in the golden light,

lift your heart, let the bells of victory ring;

through the Irish night, our voices unite,

a chorus of fire, for the blue and the gold we sing.

Side by side, down the field of glory we stride,

every beat of the drum beats for you;

fight, fight, fight—let the thunderous tide

roll on, roll on, Notre Dame, true.

When the last whistle fades, still our anthem plays,

echoing over the dome, over the snow;

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戰(zhàn)火燃盡天際 破曉之光劃破黑寂

號(hào)角震裂沉默 心跳與鼓點(diǎn)合一

我們鑄鋼鐵為翼 踏碎恐懼的邊際

用傷痕銘刻姓名 讓榮耀刻進(jìn)呼吸

Victory 在指尖燃起

逆風(fēng)也要高舉 破碎中重塑自己

當(dāng)萬(wàn)眾吶喊匯聚 星火炸裂成晨曦

世界終將為勝者 重寫(xiě)滾燙的史詩(shī)

破曉之刃劃破永夜

鐵靴踏碎嘆息

以灰燼為冠 以孤獨(dú)為誓

靈魂在血火里重鑄

若命運(yùn)是鎖 我便是裂隙

讓光從傷口傾瀉

當(dāng)最后一顆星墜落

我的名字——

仍被風(fēng)高舉 在廢墟之上

Victory

Victory – Two Steps From Hell/Thomas Bergersen

From far away

在遠(yuǎn)方

In mountains deep

深山之中

The night of blood

血色黑夜

In twilight sleep

暮色中沉睡

The armies fight

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