23 April, 2006

Burn a Mexican flag and win $100!

Posted by alex in Alex Linder at 6:24 pm | Permanent Link
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  7. 2 Responses to “Burn a Mexican flag and win $100!”

    1. EV, EF, ER,... Deutschland! Says:

      Typical Linder brilliancy. But can we do the Israeli flag/Talmud first? We should desecrate Jewish national symbols and historical figures daily, as the Jews do to us

    2. Shabbos Shabazz Says:

      MEXICAN NATIONAL ANTHEM:

      Have sword and bridle ready.

      Let the earth’s foundations tremble

      At the loud cannon’s roar.

      May the divine archangel crown your brow,
      Oh fatherland, with an olive branch of peace,

      For your eternal destiny has been written

      In heaven by the finger of God.

      But should a foreign enemy

      Dare to profane your soil with his tread,

      Know, beloved fatherland, that heaven gave you

      A soldier in each of your sons.

      CHORUS

      War, war without truce against who would attempt
      to blemish the honor of the fatherland!

      War, war! The patriotic banners

      saturate in waves of blood.

      War, war! On the mount, in the vale

      The terrifying cannon thunder

      and the echoes nobly resound

      to the cries of union! liberty!

      CHORUS

      Fatherland, before your children become unarmed
      Beneath the yoke their necks in sway,

      May your countryside be watered with blood,

      On blood their feet trample.

      And may your temples, palaces and towers

      crumble in horrid crash,

      and their ruins exist saying:

      The fatherland was made of one thousand heroes here.

      CHORUS

      Fatherland, oh fatherland, your sons vow
      To give their last breath on your altars,

      If the trumpet with its warlike sound

      Calls them to valiant battle.

      For you, the garlands of olive,

      For them, a glorious memory.

      For you, the victory laurels,

      For them, an honoured tomb.