B.U.F. Marching Song (исполнитель: Неизвестен)
[bad word] : the voices of the dead battalions Of those who fell that Britain might be great, |: Join in our song, for they still march in spirit with us And urge us on to gain the Fascist State ! :| 2. We’re of their blood, and spirit of their spirit, [bad word] from that soil for whose dear sake they bled ; |:‘Gainst vested powers, Red Front, and massed ranks of Reaction We lead the fight for freedom and for bread ! :| 3. The streets are still ; the final [bad word] s ended ; Flushed with the fight we proudly hail the dawn ! |: See, over all the streets the Fascist banners waving - Triumphant standard of a race reborn ! :|