Sziasztok! Köszönöm a feltöltést! Szívesen látnám fenn az első részt is. Nagy öröm számomra a témaválasztás. Az egész zenei és szövegvilágotok a szívemnek nagyon kedves. Minden jót és sok sikert kívánok nektek. Üdvözlet Nagykanizsáról, ahol szintén volt várkapitány Thury György.
Como siempre una de las bandas más ricas en poesía sonido arte, se merecen esto y mucho más en su carrera musical amigos. Muy buenos interpretes de su música y excelentes instrumentistas. Cada uno en lo suyo. A través de los años nos van entregando un universo musical HERMOSO. ESTE 2018 FUE UN AÑO DE SIEMBRA EL 2019 SE COSECHA AMIGOS.
English transation The Ballad of György Thury 2. Part In the fort of Fehérvár Hamza bey feels upset The famous champion of the turkish. Incursions come from the south raiding his army, causing losses every way. Hamza bey: "Set on way my good spy up to Palota, Take the journey as fast as you can, Be seen by no one on Earth and in the Sky Bringing my poison to faithless György Thury." Spy: "See my good lord, what that pagan dog cunningly planned out against you: He sent dream powder with me while He comes with his army to defeat you in ambush." Thury: "Have no fear my loyal gallant servant, The vile Hamza bey will be disappointed, Let the turkish come, you just report him That you poisoned all of us!" Refrain: Depart our leader, the storm is with us! Depart our leader, lead our weapons! Let no raiding pagans return their home alive! Depart our leader, the storm is with us! Depart our leader, lead our weapons! The battle among us will be fought by swords, not by poison! This country is not your award or heritage, believe it, You won't be able to live in peace, ever war awaits you, The people will riot against you, even from the grave You can't win anything by the right of conquer, You must be doomed here! They don't start siege at the moat of the silent fort, The pagan army stops and falls in despair. They turn back cowardly and go home furtively, They feel so fear from the captain of Palota. In the fort of Fehérvár Hamza bey is enraging, reading the message of good György Thury: "I heard you've been here, but I was so drunk That I felt sick for three days." Refrain: Depart our leader, the storm is with us! Depart our leader, lead our weapons! Let no raiding pagans return their home alive! Depart our leader, the storm is with us! Depart our leader, lead our weapons! The battle among us will be fought by swords, not by poison!
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Thury György - méltatlanul keveset emlékezik meg róla a jelenkor. Irtó klassz lett!
HUNGARY power ever💪🔥Poland chearst brother
Irgalmatlanul nagy zene. Csodálatos.
Hallom itt jártál, de látod, magam annyit ittam, hogy harmadnapra sem jól voltam belé !! Nagyon állat!
I love this band, cheer from France!
Sziasztok!
Köszönöm a feltöltést! Szívesen látnám fenn az első részt is. Nagy öröm számomra a témaválasztás. Az egész zenei és szövegvilágotok a szívemnek nagyon kedves. Minden jót és sok sikert kívánok nektek. Üdvözlet Nagykanizsáról, ahol szintén volt várkapitány Thury György.
Egyszerűen megunhatatlan!
Como siempre una de las bandas más ricas en poesía sonido arte, se merecen esto y mucho más en su carrera musical amigos. Muy buenos interpretes de su música y excelentes instrumentistas. Cada uno en lo suyo. A través de los años nos van entregando un universo musical HERMOSO. ESTE 2018 FUE UN AÑO DE SIEMBRA EL 2019 SE COSECHA AMIGOS.
HAJRÁ MAGYAROK!
3:57 awesome!
Szertem ezt zenét kész köszi!
English transation
The Ballad of György Thury 2. Part
In the fort of Fehérvár Hamza bey feels upset
The famous champion of the turkish.
Incursions come from the south raiding his army,
causing losses every way.
Hamza bey:
"Set on way my good spy up to Palota,
Take the journey as fast as you can,
Be seen by no one on Earth and in the Sky
Bringing my poison to faithless György Thury."
Spy:
"See my good lord, what that pagan dog
cunningly planned out against you:
He sent dream powder with me while
He comes with his army to defeat you in ambush."
Thury:
"Have no fear my loyal gallant servant,
The vile Hamza bey will be disappointed,
Let the turkish come, you just report him
That you poisoned all of us!"
Refrain:
Depart our leader, the storm is with us!
Depart our leader, lead our weapons!
Let no raiding pagans return their home alive!
Depart our leader, the storm is with us!
Depart our leader, lead our weapons!
The battle among us will be fought by swords, not by poison!
This country is not your award or heritage, believe it,
You won't be able to live in peace, ever war awaits you,
The people will riot against you, even from the grave
You can't win anything by the right of conquer,
You must be doomed here!
They don't start siege at the moat of the silent fort,
The pagan army stops and falls in despair.
They turn back cowardly and go home furtively,
They feel so fear from the captain of Palota.
In the fort of Fehérvár Hamza bey is enraging,
reading the message of good György Thury:
"I heard you've been here, but I was so drunk
That I felt sick for three days."
Refrain:
Depart our leader, the storm is with us!
Depart our leader, lead our weapons!
Let no raiding pagans return their home alive!
Depart our leader, the storm is with us!
Depart our leader, lead our weapons!
The battle among us will be fought by swords, not by poison!
Remekmű!
Ja pierdół, system rozjebany brawo DALRIADA LOVE HUNGARY
Syásukeee!
0:40-3:35
4:14-5:32
2:25-50
Ezer csillag: th-cam.com/video/Or5l3HovzsM/w-d-xo.html (Új dal / New song 2020)
Ezer csillag online: songwhip.com/dalriada/ezer-csillag (Spoify, Deezer, Apple, Amazon)
Dalriada Facebook: facebook.com/Dalriadahu/
Dalriada web: dalriada.hu/
Jo Thury Gyorgy forog a sirjaban, mert azt latja hogyan tunyult el a magyar.
Az biztos.
Az őseink forognak a sírjukban,mint egy ventillátor.
Neki már az hitványság volt, hogy a befagyott Balaton jegére a következő generáció pokrocott tett és úgy feküdtek rá.