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When the foeman bares his steel, (Tarantara! tarantara!) We uncomfortable feel, (Tarantara!) And we find the wisest thing, (Tarantara! tarantara!) Is to slap our chests and sing, (Tarantara!) For when threatened by the brutes, (Tarantara! tarantara! And your heart is in your boots, (Tarantara!) There is nothing brings it round Like the trumpet\'s martial sound, Like the trumpet\'s martial sound Tarantara! tarantara!, -- Letras de cancionesThough to us it\'s evident, (Tarantara! tarantara!) These attentions are well meant, (Tarantara!) Such expressions don\'t appear, (Tarantara! tarantara!) Calculated men to cheer (Tarantara!) Who are going to meet their fate (Tarantara! Tarantara!) In a highly nervous state (Tarantara! tarantara! tarantara!) Still to us it\'s evident These attentions are well meant Tarantara! tarantara! tarantara! Lads! From Letras Mania