The Adunian Ballad Book

[Hanrahan 2983]

My name is Hanny’Brae
I braved Hard Malin’s Shore
Boulder Stones, Cannon Fire
Landin’ Day 1344

Back in forth I piped away
Many soldiers fell that day
Battle raging all around
And th’ Empire they damn well held their ground!

Lord ‘Torus, my commander, who him-
Self had stormed the beach
In the greatest sea invasion
In all of history!

He ordered me, Han Brae,
"Play your pipes and take the lead!"
Battle fire all around and I barely heard a goddamn’ sound!

Piping through the gore and muck the
Elves they thought me mad.
Screelin' 'Highland Laddie' raising
Courage in the lads!

We took the beach in a dreadful fight!
Kept in fire all through the night!
We finally took the town!
And I barely heard a sound!

 

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'Dunians, who have with ‘Torus bled,
‘Dunians, whom Tarus has often led,
Welcome to your gory bed
Or to victory.

'Now is the day, and now is the hour:
See the front of battle lower,
See approach proud Horens's power -
Chains and slavery.

'Who will be a traitor knave?
Who will fill a coward's grave?
Who's so base as be a slave? -
Let him turn, and flee.

'In a kilt with a claymore at my side
Don't ye make me take it out of its sheath -
I'll stick it in ya!

'Who for Ildon's King and Law
Freedom's sword will strongly draw,
Freeman stand or freeman fall,
Let him follow me.

'By oppression's woes and pains,
By your sons in servile chains,
We will drain our dearest veins
But they shall be free.

'Lay the proud usurpers low,
Tyrants fall in every foe,
Liberty is in every blow,
Let us do or die!'

~Written by H. Skara Brae

 

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Out of the darkness the torches are comin' Clatter of hoofs and torches on roofs! Young bairns wailin', ships they are sailing Burning off our homeland a new land to calm!

Will ye be proud when yer grand fathers turnin'!?
Will ye be proud as yer son dies sae well?!
Will ye be proud when the last battle's over, will ye be proud at yer lifes last remain?!

Highland men hangin' by Imperial decree; Hung by their kilts as a warnin' ta the free! From a landlords's voice the Highlands are finished; Your swords and yer plaid shall be never again!

The targe is torn and the claymore Is blunt; As is the spirit of those who won't stand! Betrayed and dishonoured and robbed of their land What has become of a Highland band?

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“Well the summer time is comin',
And the trees be sweetly bloomin',
And the wild mountain thyme
Grows around the bloomin' heather,
Will ye go…Lassie, go…?

I will build my love a tower,
Near the pure and crystal fountain,
And upon it I will pile,
All the flowers from the mountain…
Will ye go…Lassie, go…?

“An’ we'll all go te’gether,
Te pluck wilde mountain thyme!
All around the bloomin' heather,
Will ye go…Lassie, go…?

If my true love, she did leave me,
I won't never find another,
Where the wilde mountain thyme
Grows around the bloomin' heather,

Will ye go…Lassie, go…?”

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Adunia's blue mountains wild where hoary cliffs are piled
Towering in grandeur are dearer tae me
Land of the misty cloud land of the tempest loud
Land of the brave and proud land of the free
Enthroned on the peak of her own highland mountains
Te spirit of ‘Dunia reigns fearless and free
Her blue tartan waving o'er blue rock and fountain
And proudly she sings looking over the sea
Here among my mountains wild I have serenely smiled
When armies and empires against me were hurled
Firm as my native rock I have withstood the shock
Of Oren, of Salvus, or Horen and the world
But see how proudly her war steeds are prancing
Deep groves of steel trodden down in their path
The eyes of my sons like their bright swords are glancing
Triumphantly riding through ruin and death
Bold hearts and nodding plumes wave o'er their bloody tombs
Deepeyed in gore is the blue tartan's wave
Shivering are the ranks of steel dire is the horseman's wheel
Victorious in battlefield Adunia the brave
Bold hearts and nodding plumes wave o'er their bloody tombs
Deepeyed in gore is the blue tartan's wave
Shivering are the ranks of steel dire is the horseman's wheel
Victorious in battlefield Adunia the brave!
Victorious in battlefield Adunia the brave!

 

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In the 11th century way up in the Highlands, The Horens lion roared at ‘Dunia with a henious plan,

 

The Orenians pushed up from the South with murderous dragoons,

an` what they did to ‘Dunia will be not forgotten soon,
 

The fighting fields ‘o Noble, Prince Torrhen was the man,

Of illusionary grandeur with no head for command,

 

Ishikawa with cannon fired on ‘Dunians with sword in hand,

Brave men fought & died in kilts defending ancient clans!
 

They were ‘Dunian, and now they're gone They were ‘Dunian, and they live on!

 

The Highlanders were cut to shreds, hung & lost their heads,

To put some to rot in prisons and left 'em all for dead,

 

No mercy for the Highland people screaming through the years,

Some were chained & shipped as slaves far off to new frontiers
 

People come & people go but Dunians never die,

They live on in sons & daughters Adunian heart.

 

‘Dunian pride, Now there's ‘Dunians all around the world,

And what better world their be, remember the ones who made our ‘Dunian history!

 

(( Disclaimer: I am an editor and adapter of Lyrics, not a writer. :3 ))

[Fid 566]

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“Well the summer time is comin',

And the trees be sweetly bloomin',

And the wild mountain thyme

Grows around the bloomin' heather,

Will ye go…Lassie, go…?

I will build my love a tower,

Near the pure and crystal fountain,

And upon it I will pile,

All the flowers from the mountain…

Will ye go…Lassie, go…?

“An’ we'll all go te’gether,

Te pluck wilde mountain thyme!

All around the bloomin' heather,

Will ye go…Lassie, go…?

If my true love, she did leave me,

I won't never find another,

Where the wilde mountain thyme

Grows around the bloomin' heather,

Will ye go…Lassie, go…?”

 

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d_ly9c0EPPQ

 

Pardon the vague request, but please make Adunia feel like this again, eh Han? Drop me a line if I can help you in some way.

[Proddy 2415]

A random dark-haired Adunian sporting a dapper kilt shakes his head, playing the Adunian National Anthem to whoever wrote this.

 

 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZlH8m9B8FG4

[SortedJarhead 817]

Another Adunane ballad is scribbled in.

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9R8TG01whjo

[Samson Option 9652]

 

Another Adunane ballad is scribbled in.

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9R8TG01whjo

 

Nicator sits along the Theodosian Wall, shouting down upon the Adunidane to quit their squalid attempts at singing in their native tongue.

[SortedJarhead 817]

Nicator sits along the Theodosian Wall, shouting down upon the Adunidane to quit their squalid attempts at singing in their native tongue.

 

you sing in your native tongue why can't we

 

ye take that you racist bastard

 

im not even anadunaeian

[Birdwhisperer 1174]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.