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Arms Across Europe
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Artist:els_mensen
Duration:3:39
Tags:Warm Irish female vocal. Clear storytelling tone with light folk grit. Gentle lift in the pre-chorus. Strong emotional delivery in the chorus. Natural Irish lilt. Smooth transitions. Energetic but not rowdy. Call-and-response section rhythmic and confident. Keep phrasing tight and steady.
(Verse 1) Long ago on boats that crossed the tide Men passed the hours with a wooden slide A board, a disk, a sailor’s cheer A simple game that travelled far and near From ship to shore, from port to town It grew its roots and settled down (Pre-Chorus) What started on the rolling sea Became a bond for you and me A friendly clash, a gentle shove But always played with trust and love (Chorus) So lift your voice, let the stories rise From Irish cliffs to the Dutch blue skies We’re a family shaped by the games we share Different roots but the same warm air And when the music drifts over the harbour’s slope We stand as one — arms across Europe (Verse 2) From France to Spain to the Baltic foam This sailor’s game found a second home On every shore where the tide runs free It carried laughter across the sea And now we meet, both young and old To play the game our fathers told (Pre-Chorus) We chase the score, we chase the thrill But kindness is the greater skill For every win or fall we take There’s always hands that never break (Chorus) So lift your voice, let the stories rise From Irish cliffs to the Dutch blue skies We’re a family shaped by the games we share Different roots but the same warm air And when the music drifts over the harbour’s slope We stand as one — arms across Europe (Bridge) From rolling decks to festival lights The game still shines on summer nights A little rivalry in the glow But always with a shoulder close (Call and Response) We slide it left — hey We slide it right — ho Across the tables where the friendships grow We slide it smooth — hey We slide it true — ho A game of heart that carries us through (Final Chorus) So raise your glass to the ties we weave To every friend we hate to leave From every shore where our hearts elope We stand as one — arms across Europe
