A Song for Europe

In fifteen eighty eight the Spanish navy came to fight,

to claim the crown King Philip thought was his god-given right.

Now millions of us fly to Spanish islands in the sun.

The wars are long forgotten, the Armada is long gone.

 

So sing for Europe, sing for peace, and sing to make amends.

Let’s raise a glass of sangria to all our Spanish friends.

 

The French are nearer neighbours and we fought against them too,

won victories at Agincourt, Trafalgar, Waterloo.

But now we go for booze cruises and weekends of romance.

Those battles are behind us, we’ve an entente now with France.

 

So sing for Europe, sing for peace, and sing to make amends.

Let’s raise a glass of fine champagne to all our Gallic friends.

 

And then it was the Germans who became our enemy.

We fought them on the beaches, in the air, at land and sea.

But now there’s peace between us and the wounds of war have healed.

The battles that we fight today are on the football field.

 

So sing for Europe, sing for peace, and sing to make amends.

Let’s raise a glass of Warsteiner to all our German friends.

 

Now Europe is united and there’s no more need for war.

The Berlin Wall came down, the Iron Curtain is no more.

Though Britain voted for divorce, said we should stand apart,

still many of us here hold Europe fondly in our heart.

 

So sing for Europe, sing for peace, and sing to make amends.

Let’s raise a cup of tea to all our European friends.

 

Let’s sing for Europe, sing for peace, and sing a sad farewell

to Europe and our friends there - here’s to you, we wish you well.

 

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Joe Williams

Fri 31st Jan 2020 20:17

No apologies for reposting this one today.

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