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When the morning skies grow red,

and over us their radiance shed

Thou, O Lord, appeareth in their light

when the alps glow bright with splendor,

pray to God, to Him surrender

for you feel and understand

that He dwelleth in this land.

Posted

Not a song, but a prayer..

 

Our Liebherr, who art in Switzerland,

hallowed be thy Nazi gold,

Thy billions come,

we will be gone,

through the play-offs or automatic promotion

Give us this day our daily cashmoney

As we prepare to sh!t

on those that have been sh1tting on us.

And lead us not back into administration,

but deliver us from league 1

For thine is really smashing,

 

how many billions did you say you had?

 

for ever and ever.

 

Amen

Posted
Not a song, but a prayer..

 

Our Liebherr, who art in Switzerland,

hallowed be thy Nazi gold,

Thy billions come,

we will be gone,

through the play-offs or automatic promotion

Give us this day our daily cashmoney

As we prepare to sh!t

on those that have been sh1tting on us.

And lead us not back into administration,

but deliver us from league 1

For thine is really smashing,

 

how many billions did you say you had?

 

for ever and ever.

 

Amen

 

childish

Posted
When the morning skies grow red,

and over us their radiance shed

Thou, O Lord, appeareth in their light

when the alps glow bright with splendor,

pray to God, to Him surrender

for you feel and understand

that He dwelleth in this land.

Which tune?

Posted (edited)

There's only one Markus Liebherr,

One Markus Liebherr,

Swiss Industrial king,

Saints are his play-thing,

We're walking in a Liebherr wonderland...!

 

There's only one... (ad infinitum)

Edited by SW11_Saint

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