“Assassin’s Creed III Opening Title Theme”
Tag: unreleased track
“La Marseillaise” from Assassin’s Creed Unity
Allons enfants de la Patrie,
Le jour de gloire est arrivé !
Contre nous de la tyrannie,
L’étendard sanglant est levé,
L’étendard sanglant est levé,Entendez-vous dans les campagnes,
Mugir ces féroces soldats ?
Ils viennent jusque dans nos bras,
Égorger vos fils, vos compagnes !Aux armes, citoyens,
Formez vos bataillons,
Marchons, marchons !
Qu’un sang impur,
Abreuve nos sillons !Aux armes, citoyens,
Formez vos bataillons,
Marchons, marchons !
Qu’un sang impur,
Abreuve nos sillons !
Translation:
Arise, children of the Fatherland,
The day of glory has arrived!
Against us tyranny
Raises its bloody barrier,
Raises its bloody barrier,Do you hear, in the countryside,
The roar of those ferocious soldiers?
They’re coming right into our arms,
To cut the throats of your sons and women!To arms, citizens,
Form your battalions,
Let us march, let us march!
Let an impure blood,
Water our furrows!To arms citizens,
Form your battalions,
Let us march, let us march!
Let an impure blood,
Water our furrows!
Note: “La Marseillaise” is the national anthem of France. A variation of this is heard in the track “Rather Death Than Slavery”.
I don’t know if others have pointed this out or sent it to you already but I was listening to the full AC3 soundtrack a while back and I noticed that Pursuit in New York as elements of Access the Animus (specifically when you’re in a hiding spot) and felt that it would be interesting to share.
“Silent Hunter” from Assassin’s Creed III
If any Wench Venus’s Girdle wear,
Though she be never so ugly;
Lilies and Roses will quickly appear,
And her Face look wond’rously smugly.If any Wench Venus’s Girdle wear,
Though she be never so ugly;
Lilies and Roses will quickly appear,
And her Face look wond’rously smugly.Beneath the left Ear so fit but a Cord,
(A Rope so charming a Zone is!)
The Youth in his Cart hath the Air of a Lord,
And we cry, There dies an Adonis!Beneath the left Ear so fit but a Cord,
(A Rope so charming a Zone is!)
The Youth in his Cart hath the Air of a Lord,
And we cry, There dies an Adonis!
“The Experto Crede” from Assassin’s Creed Freedom Cry
“As I Was Going to Banbury" (lyrics from Contemplator)
As I was going to Banbury
Ri fol latitee O
As I was going to Banbury
I saw a line coddlin apple tree
With a ri fol latitee OAnd when the coddlins began to fall
Ri fol latitee O
And when the coddlins began to fall
I found five hundred men in all
With a ri fol latitee OAnd one of the men I saw was dead
Ri fol latitee O
And one of the men I saw was dead
So I sent for a hatchet to open his head
With a ri fol latitee OAnd in his head I found a spring
Ri fol latitee O
And in his head I found a spring
And seven young salmon a learning to sing
With a ri fol latitee OAnd one of the salmon as big as I
Ri fol latitee O
And one of the salmon as big as I
Now do you not think I am telling a lie?
With a ri fol latitee OAnd one of the salmon as big as an elf
Ri fol latitee O
And one of the salmon as big as an elf –
If you want any more you must sing it yourself
With a ri fol latitee ORi fol latitee O
“Sit a Moment and Rest” – Assassin’s Creed Revelations
“Maggie Lauder" (lyrics from Contemplator)
Wha wadna be in love
Wi’ bonnie Maggie Lauder?
A piper met her guan to Fife,
And speir’d what was’t they ca’d her;
Right scornfully she answer’d him,
Began you hall shaker,
Jog on your gate,
ye bladderscate,
My name is Maggie Lauder.Maggie, quo he, and by my bags
I’m fidgin’ fain to see the;
Sit down by me, my bonnie bird,
In troth I winna steer thee:
My name is Rob the Ranter;
The lasses loup as they were daft,
When I blaw up my chanter.Piper, quo Meg, hae ye your bags,
Or is your drone in order?
If ye be Rob, I’ve heard of you,
Live ye upon the border?
The lasses a’, baith far and near
Hae hear o’ Rob the Ranter;
I’ll shake my foot wi’ right goo-will,
Fig ye’ll blaw up your chanter.Then to his bags he flew wi’ speed,
About the drone he twisted;
Meg up and walloped o’er the green,
For brawly could she frisk it.
Weel done, quo’ he: play up, quo’ she:
Weel bobb’d, quo Rob the Ranter;
‘Tis worth my while to play, indeed,
When I hae sic a dancer.Weel hae you play’d your part, quo’ Meg,
Your cheeks are like the crimson;
There’s nane in Scotland plays sae weel,
Sin’ we lost Habby Simson.
I’ve live’d in Fife, baith maid and wife,
These ten years and a quarter;
Gin ye should come to Anster fair,
Spier ye for Maggie Lauder.
Note: This is an in-game version. The official track is found in the second volume of the Official AC4 Sea Shanty Edition Soundtrack.
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