i was at retford tonight, none of the trialists impressed me much. if any want to get a contract they are going to have to step up a gear against farsley..if jacko gives them another chance

4 in 2 though Tink and can only beat whos there, I didn't travel tonight but against utd he certainly seems up for it

Nathan - whats the title mean!?

How did Bojang get on on the left wing? Any good?

bojang looked out of place, and seeing as jacko has said he wont be playing again he wasn't impressed either.

and gaz if he signs and scores in the league then i'll admit i'm wrong.

I'm presuming its Romanian, I'm no expert, but I reckon that moarte is something to do with death.

Google Translator says

The Wait up, Romanian, from the sleep of death,

It's part of the Romanian national anthem and translates as

Wake Up, Romanian, from your deadling sleep.

Infact, their national anthem makes ours look timid

Wake up, Romanian, from your deadly sleep
Into which you've been sunk by the barbaric tyrants
Now, or never, your fate renew,
To which your enemies will bow too.
2
Now or never let's give proof in the world
That in these veins still flows a Roman blood,
That in our chests we still maintain our pride in a name
The victor in his battles, the name of Trajan![3]
3
Raise your broad forehead and look around you
Like fir trees, hundreds of thousands of heroes are standing firm;
A voice they still wait to jump like wolves among the sheep,
Elders, men, youths, boys, from mountains to the plains.
4
Watch on, shadows of highnesses, Mihai, Stefan, Corvinus,[4]
The Romanian Nation, your great grandchildren,
With weapons in their arms, with your fire in their veins,
"Life in freedom or death!" shout all.
5
You were vanquished by the evils of your envy
And by your blind disunity, at Milcov and the Carpathians
But we, whose souls were pierced by holy liberty,
Swear that for ever in brotherhood will join.
6
A widowed mother from the time of Michael the Great[5]
Claims from her sons today a helping hand,
Casting curses, with tears in her eyes, on whosoever,
In such great peril, a traitor would become.
7
Of thunder and of brimstone should they perish
Those who flee our glorious endeavor
When our land, our mother with tears in her heart,
Will ask us to cross through swords and blazing fire.
8
Didn't we have enough of the yatagan of the barbaric crescent[6]
Whose fatal wounds even today we still feel?
Now the knout[7] is intruding our ancestral homes,
But we give witness before the Lord that alive, we do not accept it
9
Didn't we have enough of the blinded despotism
Whose yoke, like cattle, for centuries we've carried?
Now let the cruel ones try, in their blind arrogance,
T o take away our language, but give it we will only deads!
10
Romanians from the four corners, now or never
Unite in thought, unite in feeling
Proclaim to the wide world that the Danube is stolen
Through intrigue and , sly machinations.
11
Priests, lead with your crucifixes! Because our army is Christian,
The motto is Liberty and its goal is holy,
Better to die in battle, in full glory,
Than to once again be slaves upon our ancient ground!



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has jackson ended his interest in Adrian Patuela now then??