Sons of Laconia, under Lycurgian law 300 noblemen, ancient world in awe Facing Xerxes might, no hope for victory Still Persian blood coloured the Aegian Sea Go, tell the Spartans, stranger passing by, That here, obedient to their laws, we lie. Lacedaemons mothers gave birth to men, Withstanding thousends again and again None will behold the Eurotas Valley no more This sacrifice needed to silence Persias roar No matter how fierce the spirit or mind Blades striking, the kings heart declined Round he spun, and down he fell No scream, no word, no cowardice yell Symbolic sacrifice, all for the Hellenic land Spartan codes of honour and inspiring guiding hand No Spartiate soul left alive to tell How bravely they fought, by treason they fell Not a stone on their turf, nor a bone in their graves They live on in history that immortally saves Go, tell the Spartans, stranger passing by, That here, obedient to their laws, we lie
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