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The British:

We were strangers in a strange land

So foreign, wild and free

Looking for a life that was not meant to be

Stranded on this island

Can’t go forward, can’t go back

Time is running short and shorter

Soon the natives will attack

With our hopes all gone and shattered

We had nothing left to lose

Fly, Golden Hind

Bring us the bane of the Armada

Rise, to the fight

He is the Dragon of the Sea

Our colony is fallen

There are no rations left

Time is ticking as we’re waiting for the end

Stores are all depleted

Our powers all but spent

And now soon we’ll be defeated

We’ve got nothing to defend

Sails appear on the horizon

Our redemption on the way

Fly, Golden Hind

Bring us the bane of the Armada

Rise, to the fight

He is the Dragon of the Sea

Sail, save our souls

Bring us the hope for our future

Brave storm and shoals

Oh mighty Dragon of the Sea

When the Dragon’s crest is flying

Under clear blue open skies

Then our hope for life’s undying

As the saviour now arrives

Sailing cross horizons to the end

Forevermore the Dragon shall ascend

Fly, Golden Hind

Bring us the bane of the Armada

Rise, to the fight

He is the Dragon of the Sea

Sail, save our souls

Bring us the hope for our future

Brave storm and shoals

Oh mighty Dragon of the Sea

Sic Parvis Magna!