“Your hate makes us strong"--Manchester恐袭是悲剧也是动力
This is the placeIn the north-west of England. It’s ace, it’s the bestAnd the songs that we sing from the stands, from our bandsSet the whole planet shaking.Our inventions are legends. There’s nowt we can’t make, and so we make brilliant musicWe make brilliant bandsWe make goals that make souls leap from seats in the standsAnd we make things from steelAnd we make things from cottonAnd we make people laugh, take the mick summat rottenAnd we make you at homeAnd we make you feel welcome and we make summat happenAnd we can’t seem to help itAnd if you’re looking for history, then yeah we’ve a wealthBut the Manchester way is to make it yourself.And make us a record, a new number oneAnd make us a brew while you’re up, love, go onAnd make us feel proud that you’re winning the leagueAnd make us sing louder and make us believe that this is the place that has helped shape the worldAnd this is the place where a Manchester girl named Emmeline Pankhurst from the streets of Moss Side led a suffragette city with sisterhood prideAnd this is the place with appliance of science, we’re on it, atomic, we struck with defiance, and in the face of a challenge, we always stand tall, Mancunians, in union, delivered it allSuch as housing and libraries and health, education and unions and co-ops and first railway stationsSo we’re sorry, bear with us, we invented commuters. But we hope you forgive us, we invented computers.And this is the place Henry Rice strolled with rolls, and we’ve rocked and we’ve rolled with our own northern soulAnd so this is the place to do business then dance, where go-getters and goal-setters know they’ve a chanceAnd this is the place where we first played as kids. And me mum, lived and died here, she loved it, she did.And this is the place where our folks came to work, where they struggled in puddles, they hurt in the dirt and they built us a city, they built us these towns and they coughed on the cobbles to the deafening sound to the steaming machines and the screaming of slaves, they were scheming for greatness, they dreamed to their graves.And they left us a spirit. They left us a vibe. That Mancunian way to survive and to thrive and to work and to build, to connect, and create and Greater Manchester’s greatness is keeping it great.And so this is the place now with kids of our own. Some are born here, some drawn here, but they all call it home.And they’ve covered the cobbles, but they’ll never defeat, all the dreamers and schemers who still teem through these streets.Because this is a place that has been through some hard times: oppressions, recessions, depressions, and dark times.But we keep fighting back with Greater Manchester spirit. Northern grit, Northern wit, and Greater Manchester’s lyrics.And these hard times again, in these streets of our city, but we won’t take defeat and we don’t want your pity.Because this is a place where we stand strong together, with a smile on our face, greater Manchester forever.Because this is the place in our hearts, in our homes, because this is the place that’s a part of our bones.Because Greater Manchester gives us such strength from the fact that this is the place, we should give something back.Always remember, never forget, forever Manchester.Choose love.
