Текст песни Mike Batt - Ride To Agadir

We rode in the morning,
Casablanca to the west
On the Atlas mountain foothills leading down to Marakesh
For Mohammed and Marocco
We had taken up our guns
For the ashes of our fathers and the children of our sons
For the ashes of our fathers and the children of our sons

In the dry winds of summer
We were sharpening the blades
We were riding to act upon the promise we had made
With the fist and the dagger,
with the rifle and and the lance,
We will suffer no intrusion from the infidels of France
We will suffer no intrusion from the infidels of France

We could wait no more,
In the burning sands on the ride to Agadir
Like the dogs of war,
For the future of this land on the ride to Agadir

Though they were waiting,
And they were fifty to our ten,
They were easily outnumbered by a smaller force of men
As the darkness was falling
They were soon to realize,
We were going to relive upon their godforsaken lives
We were going to relive upon their godforsaken lives

We could wait no more,
In the burning sands on the ride to Agadir
Like the dogs of war,
For the future of this land on the ride to Agadir

We rode in the morning,
Casablanca to the west
On the Atlas mountain foothills leading down to Marakesh
For Mohammed and Marocco
We had taken up our guns,
For the edges of our fathers and the children of our sons
For the edges of our fathers and the children of our sons