My brothers and me

Ciao a tutti!
Vi posto qui di seguito il link di una canzone a dire poco meravigliosa e commovente che questo ragazzo americano, mio amico, ha dedicato a suo nonno, che appunto faceva parte della 101st Airborne Division.
http://it.youtube.com/watch?v=WKRahrrTddg

Mi tengo spesso in contatto con lui e tempo fa gli chiesi di scrivermi il testo.
Ve lo riporto:

Across the channel .....Dakotas flew high
Each carried screaming eagles to fill the night sky
Nine troopers to a stick ...all ready to soar
It was the 6th of June ....in nineteen forty-four

In the darkness they fell ...to an uncertain fate
Heading for Normandy...and some, Heaven`s Gate
On seventeen September ... they jumped again
This time, Hell`s Highway and Armageddon

And the German 88`s turned the nighttime into day
But we threw back every single round the enemy sent our way
we had a ren-dez-vous with des-ti-ny
They must have been nuts to pick a fight with my brothers & me

Then a night ride to Bastogne...went America`s sons
To spend Christmas of forty-four ...frozen to our guns
The outlook was grim .... surrounded on all sides
We heard them Panzers coming ...and we knew it was time

The ground shook beneath us ...as we said one last prayer
Then Crying out for medics ....death was in the air
To the brave men who fought ...in that cold Belgian snow
Freedom had a flavor the protected will never know

And the German 88`s turned the nighttime into day
But we threw back every single round the enemy sent our way
We had a ren-dez-vous with des-ti-ny
They must have been nuts to pick a fight with my brothers & me

They must have been nuts to pick a fight with my brothers & me.

Ciao cippa lippa, una bellissima canzone con un bellissimo video!

Bellissimo video e bellissima canzone.Ragazzi,ma avete letto il testo?Secondo me racchiude l'essenza del paracadutista di quei giorni.

Ciao Cippa! Rispondo con la canzone dei miei amici della 12th Air Force in Corsica nel 1944!!


Off we go into the wild blue yonder
Climbing high into the sun;
Here they come zooming to meet our thunder,
At'em boys, giv'er the gun!
Down we dive spouting our flames from under,
Off with one hell-uv-a roar!
We live in fame or go down in flame,
Nothing'll stop the Army Air Force!

Minds of men fashioned a crate of thunder
Sent it high into the blue
Hands of men blasted the world asunder,
How they live God only knew!
Souls of men dreaming of skies to conquer
Gave us wings ever to soar,
With scouts before and bombers galore,
Nothing can stop the Army Air Force!

Here's a toast to the host of those
Who love the vastness of the sky,
To a friend we send the message
Of his brother men who fly.
We drink to those who gave their all of old,
Then down we roar
to score the rainbow's pot of gold.
A toast to the host of men we boast the Army Air Force.

Off we go into the wild sky yonder,
Keep the wings level and true!
If you'd live to be a gray haired wonder,
Keep your nose out of the blue!
Flying men guarding our nation's boarders,
We'll be there followed by more,
In echelon we carry on!
Nothing'll stop the Army Air Force!

Qui il file da scaricare:
http://www.stelzriede.com/ms/mus/aacglenm.mp3

Ma complimenti anche a te,Micky per cosa hai condiviso con noi.

wow!!