Treasure Island

Matthias Pantaleon

(August 24,1984 / Oronija Island, Nigeria)

Scottish Pride


One, two, one, two, one, two, halt!
Our pace in life is spelled by the rhythm
Of the song in our soul
And so 're the finest things

The little bird sings of scottish pride;
Valour, honour and humour
All things imaginary
And the finest of them all

The little bird sings of scottish pride
Of all the beautiful songs
And they knew not why
She sings so passionate of motherland

The wind howls and trees bow in awe
Men carry about them their wit
Aye, the little bird comes along with her scottish pride
And hers was a tale of heroine anyway!

Submitted: Sunday, October 27, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, October 30, 2013

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For Sir Alex Ferguson, you are the best of all...Glory Glory Man United

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