反正us所有我们小时候的书和歌都写的是很想同的. 就是美国一开始被别人乱打, 然后站起来,在beat the bejesus out of anyone dared think of tanning the Us' arse.
O say can you see by the dawn's early light. what so proudly we hailed at the twilights last gleaming. whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight, oer the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming. and the rockets red glare the bombs bursting in air. gave poor through the night that our flag was still there. o say does that star spangled banner yet wave. oer the land of the free and the home of the brave.
On the shore dimly seen throught the mists of the deep. where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes. what is that which the breeze oer the towering steep. as it fiftully blows half conceals half discloses. now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam. in full glory reflected now shines in the stream. tis the star spangled banner. o long may it wave. oer the land of the free and the home of the brave.
and where is that band who so vauntingly swore. that the havoc of war and the battles confusion, a home and a country, should leave us no more. their blood's washed out their foul foot stpes pollution. no refuge could save the hireling and slave from the terror of flight or the gloom of the grave. and the star spangled banner in triumpth doth wave. oer the land of the free and the home of the brave.
o thus be it ever. when freeman shall stand between their loved home and the war's desolation. blessed with victory and peace, may the heaven rescued land praise the power that has made and preserved us a nation. then conquer we must, when our cause it is just. and this be our motto in God is our trust. and the star spangled banner in triumph shall wave oer the land of the free and the home of the brave.