Les chants des supporters
Over and over
Oh ! over and over, we will follow you, Over and over, we will see you through, We’re Celtic supporters, faithful through and through, And over and over, we will follow you. If you go to Germany, you will see us…
Lire la suiteBoys of the Old Brigade
Chorus Where are the lads that stood with me When histoy was made Oh gran mo cree I long to see The boys of the old brigade Oh father why are you so sad On this bright easter morn When…
Lire la suiteWe Shall Not Be Moved
We shall not, we shall not be moved, We shall not, we shall not be moved. Not by the Hearts, the Hibs or the Rangers, We shall not be moved ! We’re on our way to Hampden, We shall not be…
Lire la suiteYou’ll Never Walk Alone
« You’ll Never Walk Alone », hymne du Liverpool FC, du Celtic Glasgow et de quelques autres est incontestablement la plus belle chanson liée a foot. Son origine n’a pourtant rien à voir avec le ballon rond, ni avec l’Angleterre du Nord….
Lire la suiteHail Hail ! (For it’s a Grand Old Team)
Hail ! Hail ! The Celts are here ! Oh what the hell do we care ? What the hell do we care ? Hail ! Hail ! The Celts are here ! Oh what the hell do we care now ? For it’s a grand old team to…
Lire la suiteLoch Lomond song
By yon bonnie banks and by yon bonnie braes Where the sun shines bright on Loch Lomond Where me and my true love will never meet again (alternate : Where me and my true love were ever lak/wont to gae) On…
Lire la suiteThis Land is Your Land
Chorus This land is your land, this land is my land From the northern highlands to the western islands From the hills of Kerry to the streets of (Free) Derry This land was made for you and me Chorus As…
Lire la suiteWild Rover
We shall not, we shall not be moved, We shall not, we shall not be moved. Not by the Hearts, the Hibs or the Rangers, We shall not be moved ! We’re on our way to Hampden, We shall not be…
Lire la suiteBoys of the Old Brigade
Chorus : Where are the lads that stood with me When histoy was made Oh gran mo cree I long to see The boys of the old brigade Oh father why are you so sad On this bright easter morn When…
Lire la suiteHenrik Larsson
Give me the magic Give me the passion Show me the lovin Show me the game Let’s get excited Don’t ever hide it Star of the moment Whisper his name Henrik Larsson Henrik Larsson Henrik Larsson Larsson, Larsson, Larsson, Henrik…
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